Dark And Stormy Night free porn video

This is a FigCaption - special HTML5 tag for Image (like short description, you can remove it)

As a famous author once wrote, it was a "Dark and Stormy
Night" as sea coast weather can often be. It was raining very hard,
even by the sea coast standards that I was used to. The rain was
almost snow. I was sitting in my car at the deserted ferry terminal.
It was Thursday, and no ferry's docked at this terminal this evening.
I remember the first time I met her. She worked at a car
rental agency at the airport. I had reason to be in the terminal most
every night and we struck up a casual conversation. This went on for
several months. She was about 5'8", 145 lbs, brown hair and brown
eyes. Her figure was shapely, and her breasts small but very
attractive. Because of her job, she dressed conservatively, but there
was a very sexy quality about her. Occasionally her blouse would gap
a bit and I would get a glimpse of her bra covered breasts. I was
fascinated. She had a wonderful personality. There were many people
around always so our conversation was casual.
One evening, I was dropping a co-worker at her residence and
was invited in by her mother for fresh cookies. I was about to go in
and received a radio call that I was needed at the airport, at the car
rental counter. Well, so much for the chocolate chip cookies. Duty
called. I got to the airport, about a 5 minute drive, and went in.
She had some information that I had asked about. We joked around and
I mentioned that as much as I needed the information, it cost me some
chocolate chip cookies. We laughed about it and I went on my way.
The next evening, I received another call to the airport. I
went in and there on her counter was a plate of fresh baked chocolate
chip cookies. We talked a bit, over cookies and her customers and
again I went on my way.
Being in a high visibility occupation, I was forced to be very
cautious in my dealings with women, especially since I was married. I
did get brave and wrote a note that said, simply, "Good Morning Lovely
Lady," sealed it in an envelope and secretly dropped it into her purse
that sat open on the side counter. I figured that in the morning she
would notice the envelope and open it.
Coming back to the present, the rain was now falling as a very
wet snow, and was starting to accumulate on the windshield of my car.
I had the radio on the local soft music station, and had to start the
engine to generate some heat as the outside temperature was about
freezing. A car's headlights pulled into the deserted terminal, but
it was just turning around.
It was a few days after the "note in the purse" incident
before I saw her again. She tried to seem annoyed at my greeting, but
didn't act the part very well. I could tell she was pleased. I had
to be careful about spending too much time at the airport for fear
that someone would "notice."
A couple weeks went by and my wife had a chance to fly off to
a city about 700 miles away and then drive back. She would take the
children. Without much thought, I encouraged her to go as I knew that
she would enjoy the trip and get to see her parents. She would be
gone about a week.

I was working day shift, which ended at 3pm. Saturday came
along and I was off after the shift for two days. What to do with
Saturday evening? There was nothing much at the theaters and even
less on TV. I still had need of some information at the airport so I
decided that probably a little off duty work was in order. I decided
that I would call her up and see if the plane was going to be on time.
My heart leapt as she answered the phone. We talked a bit and she told
me that the plane was running a couple hours late so she was going to
go home and feed her children and then come back as her husband was
out of town. We talked a bit more and the subject of the fantastic
milk shakes at the local drive-in restaurant. They were known
everywhere. I said, in jest, "Why don't I buy you one after the
flight leaves." She said "That would be great!" Boy was I surprised.
We agreed that after the plane left we'd meet in the airport parking
lot and go for a shake.
The next two hours were endless. I couldn't believe that she
was going to spend a little time with me. I actually paced the floor
in my apartment!
The plane came and went and I didn't get the information that
I wanted. I went out to my car and she came out shortly. She was
wearing a clear rain jacket, a zippered blue jean coat and grey
slacks. I couldn't see what else she had on. She suggested that we
go in her car as it was less known in the area. We went over to the
drive up window and got two strawberry shakes. We pulled into the
parking lot like a couple of teen-agers and shut off the car. We sat
in the car and watched it rain while we enjoyed the shakes. She
un-zipped her raincoat as it warmed up in the car. She eventually
un-zipped the jeans jacket also and disclosed a sheer white blouse.
The dim lighting failed to reveal the exact design, but it was very
alluring. We talked well past the shakes, and I asked if she'd like to
go for a ride. She said she would and would I drive? I moved to the
driver seat and we headed for an ocean overlook about 20 miles away.
It was snowing harder now as my wait at the ferry terminal
lengthened. She had said about what time she'd be there but I had
gotten there early. My windshield was completely snow covered, but
the snow was so wet that it wasn't sticking on the ground. I sat
back. turned up the music a little and let my mind wander.
We had sat at the overlook for awhile and just talked. It had
stopped raining and a few stars could be seen. Finally I just sat
looking at her and she at me. I reached over and kissed her. Our
tongues met and we held each other tightly. I reached inside her
jacket and felt her breasts. They were fairly small but firm. She
reacted immediately to my touch. The blouse covering them was silky
and pleasant to the touch. I slowly un-buttoned it, one button at a
time. Her bra was white, and substantial. I lowered the straps and
un-hooked it. We sat and enjoyed each other for awhile and decided
that this overlook was a bit too public. We drove back toward town
and went up to the community college, deserted at this hour. We
parked on a side road and continued our exploration of each other.
She began to feel guilty and we didn't make love that night. We sat
for a long time and finally she dropped me back at my car.
The ten o'clock news came on the radio and it was now raining
again, dissolving the wet snow that had been falling. A car pulled
into the terminal and went slowly past. I could see that it wasn't
her, but some other lady apparently on her way to a rendezvous. She
stopped at the other end of the parking area and someone got out of a
car and into hers. They drove off. I watched it as the rain turned
to snow again. She said she'd meet me as close to 10 o'clock as she
could. The news ended and the music began again. It rained harder.
I thought back to another rainy, stormy night when I was
working swing shift, which ended at 11pm. She called about 10:30pm
and said that she had to be at the downtown ferry terminal to meet the
11pm ship. I told her I'd stop by. It was quiet so I got to leave a
few minutes early. She was there and we got into my car and headed
south out of town. We had very little time as we were both expected
home. We stopped at a secluded wayside and were in each others arms
immediately. I undid her blouse and front closing bra and rubbed her
nipples. They became instantly hard and her breath became short and
ragged. I slid her slacks down over her narrow hips and removed her
bikini panties. I removed my pants and entered her. I stroked her in
and out and satisfaction came to both of us almost immediately there
on the front seat of my car. There wasn't time for formality, but we
had to have each other. We drove back to town and she sat very near
to me. We talked about little things and each secretly hoped that
this wouldn't be the last time we would be together.
I could see her car's headlights coming some distance off as
the snow began to fall again. She pulled up and I got into her car.
We drove off and headed north. We finally pulled into a small road
that lead to a private harbor, totally deserted this time of the year.
We stopped in the parking area and shut off the car. We were
immediately in each other's arms. Both of us had good reasons to be
away from home this evening so there was no pressing rush. I felt of
her breasts through her jacket. I could feel her arousal already. She
was wearing a jacket, sweatshirt, sweater, blouse, camisole, and
bra,along with heavy slacks. I commented that she was quite dressed,
even considering the weather. She said that the reason was that she
wanted to see me but knew we shouldn't make love so she "covered it
all up." We slowly removed her clothing (and mine). Her bra was
dainty and lacy. It was totally dark but my fingers gave me a better
picture of it that I could have gotten with some light. I finally
entered her and began slowly stroking my cock in and out of her
warm,wet love canal. I took deep, loving strokes and I could feel her
tensing up. She started to climax and just kept on the pinnacle of
ecstasy as I tried to slow my own excitement. She stayed on the peak
of climax for what seemed like forever. I finally couldn't stand it
any more and I shot the biggest load of cum that I had ever given into
her. I continued to move in and out of her as she subsided. Finally
we napped in each other's arms as the rain fell and the wind rocked
the car.
It soon became cold and we awoke and slowly dressed. We each
knew that this would be the last time for us as I was being transferred
as was her husband. We drove slowly back to the terminal where my car
was parked and each went our separate ways. The rain was still falling
as we parted and we promised each other that when we heard very hard
rain on the roof, we would think of each other and to this day, I
remember our Dark and Stormy Night whenever it rains.

Same as Dark and Stormy Night Videos

1 year ago
  • 0
  • 7
  • 0

With My Teacher In A Stormy Night

Dear readers, the conversations of the story obviously were in ‘Bangla’, some places I have used ‘Bangla’ as happened and translated into ‘English’, otherwise I have tried to use translated English. It was my birthday. My relatives need not try to memorize my birthday because my birthday is a special day, the 14th of April which is celebrated as “Baishakhi”, the first day of the Bangla Year, the “Pahela Baishakh”. Now I’m going to tell about a special birthday of my life which was not normal as...

3 years ago
  • 0
  • 10
  • 0

Puppy Slut II A dark and stormy night

Puppy Slut II – A dark and stormy nightIt had been months since he’d reached out to anyone at the Library.  A long time on-line relationship with his Slut Puppy had ended, when she found a vanilla partner in real time and it just took the wind out of his sails.  Nearly two years passed before he returned to surf the Membership List, and after another month of saving promising profiles, he finally sent out four private messages to women who’d recently joined the community.  The next day he...

2 years ago
  • 0
  • 9
  • 0

STORMY MONDAYS

Stormy Mondaybyjack_straw©It was a dark and stormy night, and the electricity inside the Parker house was every bit as intense as the electricity that was booming outside with each bolt of lightning. Twenty-year-old Laura Parker was lying back on the sofa watching television with her parents that night, after deciding that it was storming too bad for her to go out. She was home for spring break from her college in a Southern state, where she was a sophomore. Laura had been invited by some...

2 years ago
  • 0
  • 6
  • 0

It Was a Dark and Stormy Night

Yes it really was a dark and stormy Friday night, and I was driving home to my lonely apartment glad to have a free weekend ahead of me after a grueling week at the Bank. My mother was away on a world tour with her sister, and I was home alone, and looking after myself. I knew that the house would be warm and I the thought of a quiet evening in front of the TV after a nice hot meal was wonderful. My so called girl friend Tracy of two years was also away with her parents for a month in Ibiza....

2 years ago
  • 0
  • 174
  • 0

Andersonville 12 The Day Linda Anderson Came To Town

I slid the report into the proper file just as he walked into the room. Dennis Butz stood there wearing his three-piece suit, looking as handsome and charming as any man could. But I was not to be tamed by his charm. "Hello, Linda," he said with a friendly grin. "Judge Herns isn't in today," I replied back in a frosty tone. "I'm not here to see her." "My plane leaves in less then an hour Dennis, what do you want?" I slammed the file drawer shut and walked past him to my desk...

2 years ago
  • 0
  • 7
  • 0

Stormy Weather II A Love Story

This is a continuation of Stormy Weather. For new readers, you should read that story before this one. Just like any other couple, they have had their share of domestic problems, but nothing that couldn’t be overcome. Except for one thing, storms; Sandy is still terrified during thunder and lightning storms, and John still cuddles her and soothes her during these difficult times. John has done well, advancing to be the Service Manager of the car dealership where he works. Sandy has taken on...

Love Stories
4 years ago
  • 0
  • 6
  • 0

It Was a Dark and Stormy Night

It Was a Dark and Stormy Night? Chapter 1 I was on my way back from D.C. after a long conference.  It was freezing cold, and the snow was sweeping around on the streets like little zephyrs.  The car had taken a couple of scary spins on the black ice, and, had I not been only a few miles from home, I would probably have considered stopping at the nearest motel for the night.  It was black as pitch, and visibility was getting worse and worse. Suddenly I saw this figure appear on the side of the...

1 year ago
  • 0
  • 9
  • 0

The Dark And Stormy Night

The Dark and Stormy Knight By Ellie Dauber Copyright 2001 Here's a little medieval tale that popped into my head today and wouldn't shake out. It can be posted at any free site. The FictionMania crew, Paul, and Crystal have permission to do so, of course. A quick caution: this story contains an "on-camera" rape. * * * * * The fires burned low in the Great Hall. Here and there, a lord thought about taking that last sliver of roast, or a lady considered the taste of a...

3 years ago
  • 0
  • 8
  • 0

One stormy night 2nd half

“I believe I asked 'What the fuck?' Now what the fuck Joe?” Kayla asked. “Well, I was just spending some time with Hope as she was scared and alone, plus it was storming out. So she asked me to stay her. And she kind of tempted me,” I replied. “She tempted you? By doing what?” Kayla asked. I was just really nervous, she seemed pretty pissed off and that caused me to stammer a bit. “She got naked right in front of me to get me to stay, and I just couldn't resist honestly. I'm...

3 years ago
  • 0
  • 17
  • 0

Stormy Night 5

Stormy Night - #5There were thunderstorms one night. My parents had been out drinking, mom passed out and dad was lying next to her. I ran into the bedroom scared of the thunder booming loudly and the lightning flashing. I saw dad's hands open my drunker mother's asscheeks wide as he rolled toward her about to sink his cock in her when he noticed me standing frightened next to him. He sighed and held his blanket up motioning for me to climb in with him. I could not help but to look at my mom's...

3 years ago
  • 0
  • 7
  • 0

One Stormy night 2nd half

I just looked right at her as both Hope and I were laying there on Hope's queen sized bed absolutely naked..  “I believe I asked 'What the fuck?' Now what the fuck Joe?” Kayla asked. “Well, I was just spending some time with Hope as she was scared and she was alone. Plus it was storming out. So she asked me to stay her. And she kind of tempted me,” I replied. “She tempted you? By doing what?” Kayla asked. Then I was just really nervous. She seemed pretty pissed off. “She got naked right in...

Threesomes
3 years ago
  • 0
  • 8
  • 0

Stormy Weather A Love Story

It was raining like hell out. I’d just gotten off work and stopped by the 7-11 to pick up some sodas to take home. She was sitting on the curb, shivering and cold. Her clothes were totally soaked and she didn’t have shoes. There wasn’t a soul around this time of night, being close to midnight and stormy. As the headlights of my car hit her, she lifted her head. What a sad sight she is. I get out and run inside, get what I need and back out to my car. “Mister, will you help me, please.” I...

Love Stories
3 years ago
  • 0
  • 7
  • 0

Stormy WeatherChapter 7

Standing up from the desk, chair scraping across the floor, I stretched my aching back. It had been a grueling eight hours straight of reviewing code and writing more and I was only a third the way done. I wasn't worried, though. These days I was taking my time. I didn't really need the income, my other published software programs providing more than enough. Leaving the small study I walked to the living room, pausing at the entrance. Weather was turned partly away from me towards the...

3 years ago
  • 0
  • 8
  • 0

It Was a Dark and Stormy Night

Foreword: This story is based on a true event. However, I have changed the names and setting to protect peoples' identities, and have embellished it here and there for the sake of the story. Operators of erotic story web sites, whether free or fee-based, have my permission to post my stories for public reading, provided that credit is given to "Hungry Guy" as the author, and as long as you don't make changes other than fixing typos. Even beware of fixing typos, for I occasionally use...

2 years ago
  • 0
  • 9
  • 0

Me and Ashley The Rain Stormy Fucknight

I was working for a 24 hour convenience store in a gas station, as cashier, my shift was the night, from 10pm to 6am.Usually the night shift is so empty after midnight, because people comes more from 10pm to midnight.The gas station is in the same block area of where the building i live in is, so is easy for me to go and get back to the work, if i need to catch up anything, just 3 or tops 4 minutes tops walking from my work to home.Was in early march, the end of summer season, still rain a...

1 year ago
  • 0
  • 6
  • 0

STORMY NIGHT

It was a dark and stormy night, the wind howling down the almost deserted streets shaking the signs of businesses that tried to remain open. We hadn't seen a customer in over an hour and a half and there was little indication that anything would change soon. Barry, the Night Manager at our little burger joint kept looking at his watch, no one said it but each of us on the crew were expecting him to send us home. We didn't have to wait long a strong gust of wind howled by outside there was...

1 year ago
  • 0
  • 5
  • 0

Stormy night

100% fiction! It was a very stormy night lots of high wind and lightening and thunder, i was at home with my stepdaughter who is 27. It was late at night so we went to our beds, i stripped off naked and jumped into my bed and snuggled in , it wasn't long till Nadia called out that she was scared , the next thing i knew she was in my room and had jumped into bed next to me before i could say anything , as she moved over closer to me i quickly told her that i was naked , but she moved over anyway...

Incest
1 year ago
  • 0
  • 4
  • 0

A Stormy Summer Night

It was a hot humid summer day. Thunder storm warnings had been issued all over the state. The sun was going down and I had a feeling we would be in for a long stormy night. It was so hot in the house I couldn't stand it. I knew I was going to have a tough time sleeping tonight. About 11:00 PM I began hearing the rumbling sound of an approaching strom in the distance. Here it comes I thought to myself. mom and dad had gone to bed already since they usually start work early. Me and my sister...

Incest
3 years ago
  • 0
  • 211
  • 0

Randis Vacation Part 3 of Randi

Randi's Vacation Randi woke up to his alarm and quickly silenced it. A quick glance to his left confirmed the Denise was already up. She almost always got up before him preferring some extra time between getting ready for work and needing to walk out the door. He preferred to have enough time to get ready, eat and go. He walked to the bathroom which was right in the master bedroom. The condo they bought was a bit extravagant but provided plenty of room and they could afford it on...

1 year ago
  • 0
  • 276
  • 0

Chanda Ki Gandi Chudai 8211 Part 2

Hum dono abhi bhi nange hi thay. Chalte chalte usne paad maari. Uski gaand mein abhi bhi haddi akti hui thi. Nadi kinare, jhadiyon ke bich usko bithaya. “Hug le saali madarchod. Kab se paad rahi jai bhosdiki.” Woh hugne lagi. Uski gaand se haddi nikal gayi. Uski garam moot ki dhaar mere pairo pe giri. “Saali maderjaat! Mere pairon pe mootegi. Saali raand muh khol,” main uske muh mein mootne laga. Lavda uske gale mein ghus kar mootne laga. Maine apni tange faila di aur wahi khade khade hugne...

2 years ago
  • 0
  • 5
  • 0

A Dark and Stormy Night

It was a dark and stormy night. Louise was just leaving work, exhausted. The rain was pouring down outside, and it had caught her as she was walking to her car. She was thoroughly soaked and her blouse and skirt were slicked to her body making her suddenly very cold, but incredibly sexy looking. Her white blouse had become nearly transparent, revealing her black low cut bra underneath. She was so cold her nipples protruded through clothing, accenting her well rounded breasts. Her skirt was no...

2 years ago
  • 0
  • 17
  • 0

A Stormy Night

"The storm is approaching the west of the UK and the M5. It should arrive within the next half-hour. All persons should take shelter as soon as possible. You can expect strong winds and heavy rain with possible hail. Travel is not recommended!" the radio blared as Helen drove along looking at the dark cloud approaching from the west."I guess we're not going to make it home tonight Mark. Better stop somewhere along here because I'm certainly not driving through that thing!" Helen said to her son...

2 years ago
  • 0
  • 7
  • 0

It Was A Stormy Night

It was a stormy night. It had rained heavily most of the day and tonight it was pouring down. Dad was watching an action adventure movie on the TV; he had it very loud filling the living room and the rooms above with men shouting, frequent gunshots and vehicle explosions. We barely noticed the rumbling thunder as the storm crept closer to the farm. Suddenly, there was a tremendous Flash of Lightning right behind barns. The brilliance of the flash almost blinded me looking out the front window...

2 years ago
  • 0
  • 6
  • 0

Stormy Night

Stormy Night By Trainmaster Synopsis: A Midwestern thunderstorm upsets my walk home. Little girls like dolls. And big dolls need love, too. Fortunately, I don't have any family ties ... or maybe now I do. Lightning flashed all around me. Bright bolts of light from above threatened to blind me. Below me, the sidewalk shook with thunderous response. Between the flashes and thunder, a steady cold rain saturated everything. My measly umbrella had flipped inside out moments...

1 year ago
  • 0
  • 4
  • 0

Daughter slips into bed on a stormy night

100% fiction! I woke up around 3 O'clock in the morning with a raging hard on. the night was stormy and the rain falling outside the bedroom window was coming down in sheets. Rolling over on my side I slid my body closer to my wife. placing a hand on her thigh I preesed my engorged member into her the crack of her ass. I moved my hips back and forth sliding my sfaft up and down her crack. I leaned forward kissing her ear and whispered " I'm going to slip this in your ass". My wife ground her...

Incest
1 year ago
  • 0
  • 202
  • 0

Chanda Ki Gandi Chudai 8211 Part 1

Mera naam Rudra hai. Ek number ka harami aur besharam. Mera dimaag mere lavde mein hai, jo saala har waqt chudai ke liye uchalte rehta hai. Kasarati badan jo ghanto tak lavde ka saath deta hai. Waise toh bachpan se hi kaafi chudai ki hai. Lekin yeh wali sabse achi wali, ya yeh kahu ki sab se gandi wali hai. Main tab 30 saal ka tha. Shaadi hui nahi thi. Ghar mein rehta hi nahi tha. Naukri hi aisi thi ke sheher-sheher gaon-gaon bhatakna padta tha. Peshe se ek civil engineer, jiski degree paiso se...

3 years ago
  • 0
  • 145
  • 0

Andrea Standing part 2 of Andreas Stand

Andrea Standing (part 2 of Andrea's Stand) A note at the beginning. One of the problems with writing a serial story is that the author feels a need to recap what happened in the prior portions. Please go back and read part 1, "Andrew Running". It will make this a better story. Briefly Andrew at 19, abused by his father, runs away to a distant relative, Aunt Clara. Andrew goes along with a joke played by Clara's lover Marnie, and ends up as Andrea working in Marnie's luxury used car...

1 year ago
  • 0
  • 134
  • 0

I fucked a grandma that was my grandpas whore

There was a 70 year old grandma that moved in right next to my apartment, I was 18 at the time and my grandpa was 74. I lived with my grandpa at the time. The old grandma would come to talk to my grandpa each day, she would keep teasing him, she would flirt with him, she tried to seduce him. My grandpa ignored her at first but then he started flirting with her after a couple days. I once came out of my apartment only to see her sucking his dick outside on the porch while he was touching her...

2 years ago
  • 0
  • 154
  • 0

Island of Hernando Rodriguez

He watched them as they sat sipping their colorful drinks and flirting with male guests and hotel employees alike at the Garden Cloud Lounge. They were undoubtedly four sisters, all in their late twenties and thirties, and attractive. They were obviously American, and they laughed as they tried what little Spanish they knew on the young waiters. He had seen groups like this many times. Their often affluent husbands allowed them to have "Girl's Time Off" now and then. It worked out on both...

1 year ago
  • 0
  • 124
  • 0

Andrea On Her Own Part 3 of Andreas Stand

Andrea On Her Own (Part 3 of Andrea's Stand) A Note Before: If you have not read parts 1 and 2, please go back and do so. I have spent some time trying to develop the characters involved and a brief description of the plot so far will not help you much. Chapter 1: Needing More I leaned back in my chair and stretched. It had been a long hour and a half finishing the homework from my calc. class. As I stretched I felt the sweater pressing against the breast forms and glanced...

3 years ago
  • 0
  • 6
  • 0

Another Dark and Stormy NightChapter 11

“Really? Melted diamonds?” “Yes, the pressure and the carbon and the heat have created an interesting phenomenon.” I sat there still and quietly thinking ... for a long time. “Mick?” Angel sounded concerned as she drew out my name. “Ship?” “Yes, Mick.” “Can you get some of that melted diamond?” “Yes, I have the ability to take samples of any surface material.” “Ship, it would be wonderful if you could get some of that melted diamond and form it into a ring for Angel.” Angel spun on...

4 years ago
  • 0
  • 8
  • 0

Another Dark and Stormy NightChapter 7

I woke up to see my folks go driving towards the south side of the farm in my dad’s old pick up. If I had known that it was the last time I would see them, I would have been more upset or run after them. I took a shower and went down for breakfast. After a six-egg omelet with various veggies and bacon, I went out to get to work on the farm. Around noon time, I came back in to find the house empty. The truck was still gone. but I had no worries. After eating lunch, I went back to work and...

3 years ago
  • 0
  • 7
  • 0

Another Dark and Stormy NightChapter 3

My mother and father were gone. I, Mick O’Dell the Third, looked at the note they had left for the longest time. I was born in Pennsylvania, but my father and mother raised me in Pennsylvania, Ohio, Indiana, and Illinois. Like my father was, I am a wheelwright. My mother insisted that I move farther West in order to begin to live up to my potential, but I didn’t want to leave home. My choice was made moot when I had come home to find the note from my parents telling me that they had left and...

1 year ago
  • 0
  • 7
  • 0

Another Dark and Stormy NightChapter 4

My name is Mick O’Dell the Fourth. I was born here on our family farm, located on the land granted to us by the US government. I was raised and educated by my father, Mick the Third, and my mother, Angel. I have four younger brothers who moved back East to attend college and to establish their careers, and who now are living there with their wives and families. I am the only sibling that remained on the farm. In fact, one day my mother asked me to remain, and so I did. My mother and father...

2 years ago
  • 0
  • 6
  • 0

Another Dark and Stormy NightChapter 2

I am Mick Odell, the Next and I was born on the boat coming over from England. My parents thought that this new world would be better than England and they were right. My father disembarked, with me in my mother’s arms, and walked straight away to the first smithy he saw. Being an experienced wheelwright, he found work, as you would say today, right off the boat. Making wheels for wagons and carts, at a time when the whole world seemed to be moving West, paid well, and provided steady work....

2 years ago
  • 0
  • 7
  • 0

Another Dark and Stormy NightChapter 5

My father, Mick O’Dell IV, inherited our farm from his father, Mick O’Dell The Third. One day my father got this crazy idea to dig a hole in the middle of the farm in order to stop the town north of us from taking over our land and incorporating it as part of their town. I think my mom talked him into it. She was always the driving force in our family. I am my parent’s first child and they named me Mick O’Dell the Fifth. The story is that my mother, Angel, told my father that she wanted me...

1 year ago
  • 0
  • 175
  • 0

Nandini Deshpande 8211 Part 1Introduction

This introduction story is based on true events. All the characters mentioned are above the age of 18. For personal reasons, the names of the characters have been changed. Any resemblance to any person, living or dead, is purely coincidental. The writer does not believe in any kind of discrimination or disrespect towards women. The story has been written for sexual satisfaction and should be held in the same regard. “Aah!” Nandini moaned as my thick member entered her...

Incest
2 years ago
  • 0
  • 190
  • 0

Nandini Deshpande 8211 Part 1Introduction

This introduction story is based on true events. All the characters mentioned are above the age of 18. For personal reasons, the names of the characters have been changed. Any resemblance to any person, living or dead, is purely coincidental. The writer does not believe in any kind of discrimination or disrespect towards women. The story has been written for sexual satisfaction and should be held in the same regard. “Aah!” Nandini moaned as my thick member entered her...

Incest
3 years ago
  • 0
  • 7
  • 0

Dark and Stormy Sex

Heavy clouds were beginning to shroud and cover the full moon that shone over the dark and quiet suburb.I drove down the dark street with my headlights off between the parked silhouetted cars. I didn’t want any of the neighbors to see me. They’d probably wonder what an old beater car like mine was doing in their fancy, schmancy little ‘burb.I parked across the street from my girlfriend’s house, a place I’ve only visited a couple times to pick up Nadine. Sweet Nadine was an easy lay who paid for...

Teen
1 year ago
  • 0
  • 9
  • 0

Stormy Paradise

Our plane lands on a small airstrip near the middle of the island. We both saw the beach as we crossed with violent waves crashing against the shore. We retrieve our luggage and head for the exit from the airport. Our limo driver is waiting at the door and collects all of our luggage and deposits it gently into the long Cadillac. As we head towards our ocean front cabin the driver begins telling us about the storms that have been hitting and that there may be rough weather approaching. We...

1 year ago
  • 0
  • 9
  • 0

Stormy Weather A Love Story

It was raining like hell out. I’d just gotten off work and stopped by the 7-11 to pick up some sodas to take home. She was sitting on the curb, shivering and cold. Her clothes were totally soaked and she didn’t have shoes. There wasn’t a soul around this time of night, being close to midnight and stormy. As the headlights of my car hit her, she lifted her head. What a sad sight she is. I get out and run inside, get what I need and back out to my car. “Mister, will you help me, please.”

1 year ago
  • 0
  • 9
  • 0

Stormy Weather II A Love Story

This is a continuation of Stormy Weather. For new readers, you should read that story before this one. Just like any other couple, they have had their share of domestic problems, but nothing that couldn’t be overcome. Except for one thing, storms, Sandy is still terrified during thunder and lightning storms, and John still cuddles her and soothes her during these difficult times. John has done well, advancing to be the Service Manager of the car dealership where he works. Sandy has taken on...

3 years ago
  • 0
  • 12
  • 0

A Stormy Road Trip With Mum

Helen and Mark were returning from a two-week visit with her friend, Joyce who lives in Cornwall. They had gotten a late start and now it looked like they were going to have to pay for it."The storm is approaching Bristol. It should arrive within the next half-hour. All persons should take shelter as soon as possible. You can expect strong winds and heavy rain with. Travel is not recommended!" the radio blared as Helen drove along looking at the dark cloud approaching from the west."I guess...

2 years ago
  • 0
  • 7
  • 0

Stormy Cees

Crissie was one of those gals you hardly notice. Her short straight brown hair, loose-fitting clothes, and quiet personality let her blend into the background. She had been a floor manager at a local supermarket since graduating high school and had the same boyfriend since then too. Four years now. She volunteered to help abused girls and mentored them. Every now and then she told her boyfriend that she had to go visit a relative that needed her help and she’d be gone a couple of days. He was...

1 year ago
  • 0
  • 9
  • 0

In Search of ParadiseChapter 8 Stormy Weather

They'd put almost three hundred and fifty miles between Aruba and the Gon Waki 2, enjoying steady winds from the east of around seventeen knots. For most of the three days since they'd left Oranjestad, the skies had been clear and sunny. But by four o'clock on that third day, the weather threatened to turn stormy. "Brandon," Tracy's worried voice called from the navigation desk in the cabin, "you might want to come and have a look at this weather report. It looks like one hell of a...

3 years ago
  • 0
  • 7
  • 0

1 Stormy MondayChapter 7

Sandy and Sammy finally found Van's house, pulling up to the curb opposite the front door. Their search had been hampered at first by the darkness of the stormy night, and then by the storm knocking out the neighborhood's streetlights. But the porch light of Van's house illuminated the address, as well as the front door that was splintered and standing open. "Damn," breathed Sammy, "he's already here." When Sandy's car pulled to the curb, Pete cut the lights of his police...

1 year ago
  • 0
  • 14
  • 0

A Stormy Day With A Friend

It was a stormy day, and high school was finally over. My friend Nick was giving me a ride home as usual. The parking lot was a long ways away from our class and we had to run to his truck. By the time we got there, we were both dripping wet. I saw him staring at my chest and I looked down an realized why. My t-shirt was stuck to my chest and Nick could see every thing because it was a white shirt. Eventhough I had a bra on, he could still see my hard nipples pocking out and the dark outline...

First Time
2 years ago
  • 0
  • 159
  • 0

Swami Ghoshal 8211 Anand Ka 8220Santansukh Garbha Mandir8221

Sant Ghoshal-Anand Goswami ‘pahunche huye’ siddh purush ya mahatma hn.Sundar Van ke ghane jungle me Aadiwasi basti se sata unka ‘Slddhashram’ h.swami ji vese to Raam Bhakti ki rasik shakha Sakhi Sampraday ke bhakt hn lekin vo Shiv Bhagvan ke nagn rup ke upasak bhi hn.Isi liye unke Ashram me ghuste hi ek sundar Shiva Ling sthaapit milta h. kaha jata h ki yeh ”Swaymbhu Lingam” h, arthat iska nirman kisi kaarigar ne nahin kiya, ye to uska apne aap bana prakritik rup h.ye nitya ling h. Swami ji ke...

3 years ago
  • 0
  • 149
  • 0

Mandys sickest stories Mandy reloaded

Mandy's sickest stories - Mandy reloadedAuthor: SickoChickMandyAuthor's email: mandydarkfantasies [at] gmail [dot] comTags: F/f, torture, snuff, feet, nc, cannibalismProofread by EmmaPNote, that English is not my native language, so my writing will surely have many grammatical and syntax errors just as improper usage of expressions. I can only hope someone will still find it exciting. Be aware, this is graphic, brutal and extreme. I read it after writing and scared of myself.DisclaimerThis...

3 years ago
  • 0
  • 103
  • 0

Andrew Running Part 1 of Andreas Stand

Andrew Running (part 1 of Andrea's Stand) Chapter 1: Running I called my Aunt Clara from the bus station. She didn't seem that surprised to hear from me and when I explained why I was there she told me to walk a couple of blocks to the local diner and get myself a cup of coffee. She'd pick me up in about half an hour. I sat and sipped chocolate milk and tried to eat a pastry while I glanced nervously out of the window waiting for my father to show up and force me into his...

1 year ago
  • 0
  • 283
  • 0

Candys Dandy

by Millie Dynamite Jaden and I meet a few weeks after he transferred to the Naval base just outside of town. I sat on a bar stool sipping my Pappy Van Winkle when this tall African-American man in full dress uniform sat next to me. He whore captain’s bars. He possessed an air of authority. I nodded to him when perched on the next stool. He returned my nod with his own acknowledgment, in a deep voice he said, “Yo.” He spoke without looking at me. “I’ll have bourbon, make it a shot of Evan...

1 year ago
  • 0
  • 137
  • 0

Sissy Outed Brandon to Brandy

This is a story about seduction and transformation that’s written about a real-life sissy named Brandon Hippel, Brandon’s a cute little limp-wristed sissy-faggot from Abington Pennsylvania that loves to be humiliated and exposed online. She loves feminization, crossdressing, being exposed online, humiliation, anal play, degradation, being captioned, taking pictures, and talking to new people, so feel free to contact her through these various social media; Her kik is; HumiliationSlut2Her email...

1 year ago
  • 0
  • 141
  • 0

Strange RelationshipsChapter 10 Armand Mixes in the Hernandezs Affairs

Armand Wilson sat in his home office/study sighing. From the office, things had looked pretty good; business was on track, and Sharon appeared to be handling her new situation well. But in the car on the way home, Armand began getting bad vibes, and when he arrived at his mansion, things were even worse. Everyone on staff was walking around as if on eggshells. It took Armand about twenty minutes' worth of snooping, but the situation resolved itself -- the Hernandez' quarters were an armed...

3 years ago
  • 0
  • 124
  • 0

CANDY FINDS HER SON HANDY AND DANDY

by Oediplex 8==3~ The sweetest mom discovers her boy is both convenient and delightful. [She also recounts when her dad fucked her at nineteen!] Like the name of Madame DeVille's moniker, Cruella, some names fit the personality they are bestowed upon. Disney came up with that evil woman's apropos handle. My mother's folks named their only child, a daughter, Candy. This was shortly before the infamous 1968 movie was out. Though there were aspects of mom that paralleled the...

3 years ago
  • 0
  • 77
  • 0

From Candace to CandyChapter 7

Well, now it's time for school. Candace and I go to a small high school, not private, but because we are so rich, it is not exactly public either. The students have been screened by my fathers' security teams; they are all exceptionally bright, well mannered, not prone to causing trouble, and to add ice cream to the pie, all are very good looking. There are 40 students, 20 boys and 20 girls. When the school was larger it had state champion quality teams in boys basketball, girls volleyball...

1 year ago
  • 0
  • 9
  • 0

Me My Daughter and the Motel Chapter I A Dark and Stormy Night

Snow covered the road., camouflaging it in with the rest of the landscape. Fortunately, the shadows my headlamps cast in the ditches gave me at least some indication of where the edge of the road was. That, and this road was anything but unfamiliar. I’d driven it many times. Hell, in good weather I could probably almost do it blindfolded, I’d driven it so much the past several years. There was a good set of winter tires underneath me, so that upped my advantage some. Still, one false...

2 years ago
  • 0
  • 100
  • 0

Handyman Candys Cabana

This is a story about a sexual FANTASY written for consenting adults. If you're not both of those, don't read it. Characters in a FANTASY don't get sick or die unless I want them to. In real life, people who don't use condoms and other safe-sex techniques do get sick and die. You don't live in a FANTASY so be safe. The fictional characters in my stories are trained and experienced in acts of FANTASY - don't try to do what they do - someone could get hurt. If you think you know somebody...

1 year ago
  • 0
  • 137
  • 0

Nandhini Chechi Breastfed And Got Fucked

Dear sexstory friends, this is Rajesh presently working in Bangalore in an MNC and I would like to share my past experiences with you people. I am a 38 years old horny man with a slightly big cock of 8 inches and satisfied many girls and Aunties from past 20 years. Any unsatisfied girls, Ladies and widows can feel free to chat with me on The incident happened when I was 18 years old and studying PUC in Bangalore, when a new Malayali neighbours occupied the vacant house next to our home. They...

Porn Trends