Living Next Door to Heaven 298 Redirection
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Chapter Eight: The Little voice in her head
Ella sighed happily as the warm shower water cascaded across her skin, running in little rivulets across her warm flesh. It was difficult for her to contain her excitement.
Today was the day. Her screen test…
Maybe it had been a mistake to have spent the night with Roger and Barry again. Perhaps she should have conserved her energy, considering what awaited her this afternoon. But she had energy to burn and her sexual needs were ramped up to such an extent that the more sex she had, the more she needed. As soon as she’d showered, she’d be returning to the bedroom and fucking each of them again.
Each time the sex seemed to get hotter and dirtier, and every time the voice in her head pushed her on for more. It was difficult to say no to its demands, as if her body was slowly taking more and more control of her actions, turning her need into an addiction.
Times like this made her reflect on her younger days. She’d grown up in Inner City Croydon, one of the toughest parts of London. Much of her early life had been spent associating with local gangs and skipping school. Her teachers had never seemed too interested in her, given her own lack of enthusiasm at being taught anything.
However, her classical beauty and sassy attitude had helped her through those difficult times and, together with a few good breaks, survival had been assured.
She had often wondered if those difficult times explained why she’d turned into such an exhibitionist. Her revealing clothes, large heels, long dark hair, heavy mascara and body piercings were all designed to ensure that she stood out from the crowd. And now, with her ego and exhibitionism massaged by Marilyn, that desire to be the centre of attention had reached a new level. It was her screen test…
She’d be giving herself to Leroy, in the way she’d given herself to so many men over the years. But this time she’d be doing so on camera. A wicked voice inside her head told her that this was everything she had ever wanted.
The persistent voice had been with her throughout her life. It had been consuming at times, one that she often had difficulty in denying. It was the same voice that had been with her when she first learned to masturbate, when she’d taken her first taste of alcohol, when she’d given her first blow job, when she’d tried her first joint … and just before her first-ever fuck.
It constantly demanded more of her, as if wanting to push her onto another level. And always … always … she allowed it to lead her wherever it wanted to go…
She turned around in the shower, her hands active on her body as she part-washed and part-teased herself. The soapy material felt sublime on her flesh and her nipples tightened into little points as she caressed her perky tits. Her mind was elsewhere, in the studio with Leroy, and almost of its own volition her right hand crept along her flat stomach, down between her legs and brushed across her swollen clit.
The voice inside her head was purring in approval, and she leaned back on the cool tile wall, yanking the showerhead from its perch and directing the hard spray directly across her sex.
Her orgasm wasn’t far away when the shower door suddenly opened behind her. Was it Roger? Or Barry?
Who cared as long as one or other of them fucked her?
Ella leaned back into him as he cupped her tits from behind, loving the feel of his hard cock against her asscheeks. She moaned happily as his length grew against her, but the moan turned into a gasp as he suddenly rammed her body forward against the shower screen, her face flattened against the wet glass.
She turned her head sideways to relieve the pressure, letting her features squash against the glass like her breasts. God, that felt so good. Widening her legs, she gave him the access he wanted, and then he was inside her … starting to thrust.
‘Harder,’ she gasped, her cheek pressed flat against the cold surface. ‘Harder…’
She couldn’t have felt more wanton as the spray of the water bounced across their bodies. Her eyes rolled as she gave herself over to him, submitted to the desires of her body. But what was even more exciting was the thought that this was only the aperitif. The main course was to come later, when she’d be surrounded by cameras.
She couldn’t wait…
———-
The twins had been long gone by the time Marilyn called around and collected her from her apartment. She had whetted Ella’s appetite in the taxi on the way to the studio by regaling her with tales of Leroy’s prowess, loving the look on the brunette’s face as she listened intently, fidgeting excitedly as the tingles grew inside her.
By the time the taxi pulled up outside the ‘Secret Fantasies Film Studio,’ Ella had felt herself practically dripping with need. Was it actually possible for her to feel any hotter than this?
She turned her head to glance at Marilyn as they exited the cab. The strawberry-blonde just grinned back at her. They didn’t need to speak—the shared look said it all. Marilyn had done her job perfectly.
It was Ella’s first time at the film studios. Marilyn and Leroy’s shoot had taken place at the apartment in Notting Hill, but apparently all the screen tests took place at the East London location.
There were a few guys dotted around the reception area, all of them looking her way when they arrived. Ella grinned inwardly, purposefully swaying her ass as she walked past them. She could feel their looks without even turning her head to make sure. She really was the centre of attention, even with a gorgeous girl like Marilyn next to her.
Marilyn introduced her to one of them, a blonde-haired Australian who looked more like a surfer than a director. Not that he’d be doing much directing, he explained. He was just there to make sure she was comfortable with everything that was happening and to ensure that his two stars enjoyed the scene that they were creating together.
After that it was down to the producers and financiers if they thought she had potential, he explained.
Her next introduction was to a couple of guys in their late-forties, Ella guessed. Chas and Arnie were the cameramen who would be ‘working’ with her, Marilyn explained.
Chas was cute enough, Ella decided, with his perfect manners and bright blue eyes, but it was the black-bearded Arnie who reinforced what she was actually about to do. His dark eyes never left her tits, even when he exchanged a couple of muttered words with Marilyn. Just recently, it seemed the more primal and sexual the guy was, the more turned on Ella was. Her nipples obligingly rose in approval of his lustful gaze.
‘We’ll pass on the other introductions,’ Marilyn told her, nodding at the other guys around the room, ‘or we won’t have time to shoot the scene. Your reputation precedes you, darling. I’ve never known so many people take such an interest in a screen test.’
Ella just stared at her blond mentor. These people were here specifically to watch her? The realisation felt way too good.
‘They all have jobs to do,’ Marilyn explained nonchalantly, as if it was the most normal thing in the world. ‘But the moment you’re on that set, they’ll all find a reason to be in the viewing room.’
‘Viewing room?’ Ella asked quizzically.
She liked the sound of that.
‘That’s right, darling. Let me show you.’
Taking Ella’s arm, she led her through one door, along a narrow dark-walled corridor, and then into a small rectangular-shaped room through another door on their right.
The blonde’s short black skirt rode up her thigh when she casually perched on the edge of the black desk, revealing a sliver of tanned skin above her nude-coloured stockings. Ella knew the action was deliberate and she felt a shiver pass through her. Maybe when the shooting was finished, she and Marilyn could head ba
ck to her place? Her appetite was even stronger than ever.
The thought faded as the older woman reached for the console on the table. When she pressed a red button, the curtains that ran the full length of the long wall in front of them slowly parted to reveal a long, rectangular window through which they could see another room.
‘It’s a one way window,’ Marilyn explained, as Ella stared through the glass. ‘We can see them, but they can’t see us.’
Chas and Arnie were manoeuvring two large cameras around each side of the four-poster bed, seemingly testing out different angles and adjusting the lighting rigs. Shane, the Australian director, was talking to them, no doubt giving his opinions on how he saw the scene working and what angles would be best.
The room wasn’t large enough to take anything other than the bed, and Ella felt a pang of disappointment at the realisation that others wouldn’t be standing close by, watching while Leroy fucked her.
Still, she’d be able to glance across at the glass window, knowing that they were in the viewing room…
‘Have you heard of a fluffer?’ Marilyn suddenly asked, breaking the silence.
Goosebumps covered Ella’s body. Who hadn’t? A fluffer was a person whose sole role was to keep an adult film star aroused on the set.
‘Leroy never needs one once the filming has started,’ the older woman purred. ‘But he does like to be warmed up. Want to see?’
She flicked a switch on the console, and the middle of the three dark screens sitting infront of them burst into life.
‘Leroy’s changing room,’ Marilyn softly told her. ‘Don’t worry, they can’t hear us.’
Ella felt her throat catch. Leroy was sitting on a chair facing the camera, legs spread apart as he leant back comfortably into the chair. The naked porn star was as magnificent a physical specimen as she’d ever seen. He was tall, toned, with bulging muscles and … and … a monster between his thighs.
A dark haired girl was on her knees in front of him. Although she had her back to the camera, there wasn’t any doubt as to what she was doing. Her head was bobbing in his lap with sultry efficiency with the occasional slurping sounds echoing around the room.
‘Recognise her?’ Marilyn asked.
At first, Ella didn’t, not until Marilyn turned a switch that manoeuvred the screen at right angles to expose more of her body and her face.
A few strands of the girl’s short dark hair had fallen down over her right eye when she came up for air. She was gasping, aroused at her own actions. Her glossy red lips were still parted. The top three buttons of her white blouse were unfastened and her cleavage was bursting out of her black bra. As if on cue, she glanced in the direction of the camera, giving a coy smile.
Ella’s heart felt like it was about to beat out of her chest.
It was Jenny!
She watched, transfixed, as the beautiful Latina wrapped her long fingers fully around Leroy’s girth, rubbing slowly up and down a few times before holding him firmly in position as her wet mouth descended on him again.
———-
‘She knows we’re watching,’ Marilyn breathily told Ella. ‘She’s just like you that way, a bit of an exhibitionist. And she wants to put on a good show, of course.’
The words bit into Ella’s psyche as they filtered through her arousal-fogged mind. She hadn’t seen Jenny again since they’d both rushed into the bathroom at the Notting Hill apartment. Watching Leroy and Marilyn perform that day had given a surge of sexual adrenalin that neither of them had been unable to contain. They’d locked the door and stayed in there for over half an hour until they’d—temporarily at least—satisfied each other.
As she watched Jenny give Leroy the slow, sensual blow job, Ella found herself wanting to be in the changing room with them, joining in, just like the way she and Marilyn had performed together on the Sheik. If the action was designed to get her in the right mood for what was to follow, it was certainly doing its job…
On the monitor, Jenny had slurped off Leroy’s shaft for a moment and was busy sucking his balls, one by one. Ella felt Marilyn move behind her and she sighed in appreciation as the woman’s hands found her tits.
‘Just imagine what that cock is going to feel like inside you,’ she seductively whispered in the young brunette’s ear.
But Ella’s overheated mind was already ahead of her. She mewed in agreement, her gaze transfixed on the scene in front of her as Marilyn’s hands mashed her tits. Jenny had gone back to work on Leroy’s stiff member again, her bobbing head so far down that she must be deep-throating him again.
‘That’s a good girl, just like that,’ she heard him encourage on screen.
His voice sounded so deep, so dominant, so sexy.
He was running his fingers through Jenny’s short dark hair, moving to grip her locks tightly as he began to hump into her mouth. The Latina choked a little as he shoved himself deeper into her throat, but he wasn’t about to let her escape.
‘Oh fuck, yeah,’ he moaned, clenching his teeth.
He was pulling her so closely against him that her glossy lips were touching his heavily-trimmed pubic hair. He was using her, skull fucking her and she was loving every second of it.
But then, just as suddenly, he was dragging her head away. His chest heaved as he held her there, inches away from his throbbing cock, panting hard as he held back from his climax.
‘Nearly got me there,’ he grunted. ‘But we don’t want to waste it, do we? I have a long afternoon ahead.’
Jenny sank back on her haunches, a wicked grin on her face as she turned towards the camera again and wiped some saliva from her lips with the back of her hand. She gave an exaggerated wink at the same moment as Marilyn planted a soft kiss on Ella’s sensitive neck.
———-
Ella sat at the dressing table, staring at her reflection in the mirror. Roy had been brought in to attend to her make-up and hair and to generally get her to look like a porn star.
He’d outdone himself this time. Her eyes were heavily made up with bright mascara and dark eyeliner, and she looked like a dirty little fucktoy, a beautiful, slutty princess, who’d been born to fuck. Maybe she’d adopt this as her day-to-day appearance? Marilyn looked like a walking wet dream every moment of the day, so why couldn’t she?
She ground her hips into the chair in excitement. Her imagination was threatening to run away with her. She could see Leroy now, his dark eyes looking down at her on her knees as she worshipped at his huge cock. She imagined the cameras filming her every move, every bob of her head and lap of her tongue. The people watching at home, getting excited by her movements, their cocks getting stiff and pussies wet as they imagined fucking her. It was too good to believe…
Somehow, she wrestled herself back to reality and rose up on unsteady feet. It was time to do this.
———-
Ella moaned aloud. Once, twice, three times.
They’d been fucking nonstop for at least a couple of hours now, although time had lost any sort of meaning somewhere in between. He had taken her in every position she could imagine and a couple she’d never even dreamt of. This wonderful man and his monster of a dick were unbelievable. But then she wasn’t being fucked by a normal person. She was being fucked by a porn star…
She’d lost count of the number of orgasms she’d had but it had made no difference to Leroy. The black bull had just continued to pound her as if there was no tomorrow…
The cameras had been slightly off-putting to begin with but now they were long forgotten. No, that was wrong. They actually added to the experience, although Ella no longer paid them any notice. She was lost in the moment, enjoying the fact that she was being filmed, fucking Leroy, while a whole group of people watched in the viewing room.
Leroy was turni
ng her now, holding her hips as he positioned her forward on the bed. Ella glanced back at him over her shoulder, running her tongue across her lips as she spread her legs wider to give him the access he wanted. He could do whatever he wanted to her right now, the rougher and dirtier the better.
When he pushed into her from behind, the feeling of his cockhead sliding so easily into her tightness made her groan in pleasure. She arched her back to feel him even deeper still.
Every sensitive nerve in her body was now on full alert.
Sliding even deeper, Leroy lifted her up slightly at the waist until she was leaning back completely against him.
‘Smile for the cameras, baby,’ he grinned, pulling back her head so her face was revealed even more to the all-seeing lens’.
Ella glanced across at one camera and then the other. Were they really that close? When had that happened? She stared into the one on her left—Chad’s—letting it capture the ecstatic expression of pleasure on her face as she began to thrust her hips in time with his own.
When he cupped het tits and expertly began to pinch her nipples, she instantly came again.
He wrapped his other arm around her waist, holding her trembling body closer to him as he continued to fuck her through her orgasm. There was no letting up and nor did she want there to be. The voice in her head wouldn’t allow it.
This was too good to ever stop…
His other hand pulled her dark hair back again and Ella moaned at his roughness. It felt so hot to be treated like this and she marvelled at the way he seemed to instinctively know what she wanted. The ridges and thickness of his cock as it moved inside her were driving her insane.
Sweat dripped down from her sexually charged body and she turned her eyes to the camera again, imagining how slutty she must look. Her unkempt hair was wet and matted, her make-up had run down her face and her narrowed eyes were beyond pleasure. She purred in delight, loving the way she must look. She couldn’t wait to see herself later.
Then Leroy was suddenly fucking her faster. The bed was bouncing and she couldn’t catch her breath. The friction inside her was practically unbearable but, even in this extreme moment of pleasure, she realised that something was different. His breathing was thicker. There was a growl to his tone. That told her that the black bull was close…
Ella somehow found the energy to twist her head back so that she could glance at him over her shoulder again. His face had tightened and he was trying to hold back. In response, she squeezed her internal muscles around him, tightening her pussy on his cock as she slid her hips back to take his hard thrusts as deep as she could.
No man could resist that…
She gratifyingly heard him roar and his fingers tightened on her hips as he released a huge surge of cum deep into her. Ella cried out her delight, continuing to grind her ass back and forth until she coaxed another burst from her lover.
Was there anything in the world as delicious as this feeling?
Twisting her body around on the bed, Ella moved quickly enough to catch his third blast in her mouth, hoping that the cameras were catching exactly how needy and sexual she must look in those seconds, desperate for Leroy’s cum to fill her throat.
Taking his still throbbing monster in her hands, she began to jerk him hard, milking out everything he had to give right before her eyes and gratefully taking every drop between her greedy lips. The wonderful bastard seemed to cum forever and she only releasing him when he had nothing left did to give.
The applause that erupted from the side of the room took her by surprise. She’d been so lost in the intensity of Leroy’s fucking. It was Shane, the Australian director. He had a large smile on his face as he applauded. But then the sound stopped and he began to move towards her, his hands moving to his trousers.
‘Keep the camera rolling, boys,’ he grunted, unfastening his belt and letting his trousers drop to the floor.
Ella felt her heart beat faster as he kicked the trousers away and pulled out his reasonable-sized cock. This wasn’t in the script, but she wasn’t complaining. She wantonly knelt on the bed, parting her lips as she let him slide his cock deep into her throat.
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“Fuck….your pussy is so tight, you fucking cunt!” A huge cock fucked me hard and fast. He started to pull on my hair hard. My hands were tied down; my breast was also bonded. Tears ran down my face. A empty room. All white with a large window. You couldn’t see anything behind the window. The cock kept pounding hard inside me. My tight pussy hurting me; making me scream for help, but he’ll slap me. I cried harder. Where am I? Who he is? How did I got here? Why is he fucking me? His cock...
It was mid summer and the heat outside was unbearable. We were due to go on holiday in a weeks time and my wife decided that she want to go and get a new swimsuit. So off we went to the local shopping centre and started to browse the shops. After about an hour or so and numerous shops checked out I was feeling bored. I told my wife to carry on and I will ring her in a bit and meet back up. Off she went and I relaxed and had a drink. I was miles a way playing on my phone when I felt a tap on my...
My girlfriend and I went to a department store and asked her to go into the changing room and find a room for us. I waited for a few minutes outside and then when no one was looking, I crept into the changing area behind her. As I was walking through the hallway in the changing area, she reached out from under the door of her room and grabbed my leg so I knew which room to go into. She opened the door of her room and revealed herself in the sexiest bra and panties she could find in the store. ...
Changing Jimmy By Margaret Jeanette Jim and Carol Dawson had a pretty good marriage. The only downside was Jim sometimes expressed a macho side that would upset Carol. Jim was on the slim side and only five eight in height. Carol passed it off as him trying to make up for his build, but it was getting harder and harder for her. She was having lunch with her best friend Beverly when she complained. "Some times Jimmy makes me so mad with his macho posturing. Yesterday I had a ton...
November, 2024 Endicott, MA was a hometown most folks would love to live in, until you actually lived there for more than a few days. With the town being one one of longest-settled in the state and with a rich history of people with, "Blue blood" in their veins and deeper pockets than 99.999% of the populace, it was seen as a place of splendor and luxury. But looks were deceiving, as many couldn't afford to live in the town and mortgaged their futures to achieve prestige of being...
Changing Places By Margaret Jeanette Cynthia Schiff came home from working out after work. She usually stopped in on Monday, Wednesday, and Friday to work out at the women's gym in town. She always felt better after a good workout. Today's workout wasn't the best though. The gym had one all-purpose machine, and a woman was on it who would sit for five minutes then do two presses, then rest again for five minutes. She had asked the woman nicely if she could use the machine, and the...
Changing Channels by Zouscha Author's Note: First of a series, hopefully. Working on a followup to tie up some loose ends and create new ones. It was, as they say, a dark and stormy night. It was Friday of a long 4th of July weekend, and we were bored, 4 days with nothing to do stretched ahead like an eternity. Jessica and I had been lying on the couch in my apartment; it was a 3rd floor walkup in a small building in LA. It wasn't the greatest but the rent was cheap. I was...
Changing Channels part 5- Three's Company By Zouscha The story thus far; Bob and Jessica's TV has been behaving very strangely. After viewing the only channel that seems to work, a rather explicit channel, Bob andJessica find themselves becoming Kim and Jason, bombshell and stud. Brenda, their neighbor down the hall, seeks refuge from George, her abusive husband. In short order, Brenda becomes Brandon, who takes revenge on her husband by screwing him as he turns into Bambi, a...
Changing Channels- Summer Vacation We'd all made plans for a week at a lake house months earlier. It was the summer vacation between junior and senior year in college, and five of us fraternity brothers had a place lined up for the end of June.? We knew the lake was chick and party heaven from other guys that had been there in previous years, so we were good to go.? I'd divvied up the responsibilities; Keith was in charge of food, Bill was in charge of beer, Gus was in charge of the...
Changing Channels-The Miniseries By Zouscha I felt myself breaking out in a cold sweat when I gunned the engine and piloted the panel van down the street. Man, how could I be so stupid, breaking into somebody's house just to prove I had big enough balls to join Iota Gamma Fraternity. I'm willing to bet they didn't make everybody do this. But I had a house off campus, so to fit in I had to work a little harder. My friend Ron was in the back seat and my girlfriend Karen was in...
Part 7 Warm golden sunshine filled my room as I opened my eyes. Even though I had more than an hour before my alarm was set to go off, I didn't go back to sleep. Instead, I sat up, stretched a little, and tried to make some sense of my life. Somehow I had gone from unpopular outcast boy with no friends to a reasonably well-liked girl with a group of friends. Who would have known a simple move would change so much. The chain of events leading to my current situation seemed like...
CHANGING THE SCRIPT By Eric Thanks to super Steve Zink for editing! Ms. Yvette de Gilbert's gaze was one of disapproval. The gathered cast of Covington Place quaked. Ms. Gilbert had won the unofficial award of the Bitchy Queen of the Soaps three years running. It was not an empty honor! She won not because of appearance. She didn't look like a major crabby, control freak. No, she was actually a very attractive blonde, 5'8" and looked a little like the star of an earlier...
CHANGING SIDES by enduringshades "Hello, IT Support." "This is Miss Holden's Personal Assistant. Her computer is not working, can you send somebody up now please?" "Yes, of course. I'll be with you right away." I had only just joined Holdens, a family-run department store in a county town in one the country's more affluent areas. The store had survived financial crises, lockdowns and the onslaught of online shopping because the family owned the business and the building. They...
Changing Channels, Part 4-Girls Just Wanna Have Fun By Zouscha Jimmy awoke with a monstrous hangover. He knew he must have had too much to drink from the strange taste in his mouth. God, he felt like shit. He had such a pounding headache that he decided not to even move, and tried to drift back to sleep. As his mind wandered, strange images came to him. Was he really in Tommy and Mitch's room last night and did they do all those weird things? Now his thoughts were racing as he rose to...
Changing Channels- Tablet Interface It was my birthday, and I'd been dropping some pretty heavy hints that I'd like to get one of those new tablet computers. My girlfriend Bree met me for dinner and came present in hand. She gave me a kiss that was probably a little risqu? for the Olive Garden, and sat down at the table, all flushed. She handed me a box right away. "Open it, Toby," she said. I was willing to wait until after dinner, but she seemed insistent. Her whole manner was ...
The package arrived on Friday, and Chris found it inside his screen door. He was surprised when he opened it, for inside the nondescript box was a brand-new tablet PC. There was no instruction manual, nothing more than a power cord. Odd way to send one of these, he thought. The box had no manufacturer's name and there was no return address. He wondered if his new girlfriend Elena had ordered it. Elena had just gotten out of a messy relationship with another woman, and Chris...
Dear diary, Today was the best day of my life! I woke up late and had to skip breakfast so that I could catch the bus for school. It was going to be a long day. I had double math to start with, then chemistry, then French and finally swimming, SHIT, I had forgotten my Swimming kit. The day was going very slowly, the highlight came at break when one of my mates tripped over his own laces and crashed head first into a dustbin. Anyway that wasn't the best part of my day. It...
Introduction: this is my first story! please rate and leave comments! 12/6/2010 Dear diary, Today was the best day of my life! I woke up late and had to skip breakfast so that I could catch the bus for school. It was going to be a long day. I had double math to start with, then chemistry, then French and finally swimming, SHIT, I had forgotten my Swimming kit. The day was going very slowly, the highlight came at break when one of my mates tripped over his own laces and crashed head first...
"Come with me. I don't want to go by myself." I groaned. The last thing on Earth I wanted to do was go shopping with Sara. I hated shopping, especially with women. I don't know what part is more infuriating: that shopping as a past-time is boring as hell, or that while I'm bored out of my skull, she's having the time of her life. "It'll be fun." I was about to tell her, no way, there's a baseball game on TV or something, when she gave me The Look. She cocked her head slightly to...
As you go to enter the swimming pool entrance with your mates, You drop your change as you come up they are gone,Your new to the swimming pool and decide to pick a door,As you enter the door you walk round and find a load of men all in towels and chatting until they spot you and the room goes silent,With your small voice you say, "I take it this isn`t the girls changing room, can you point me into the direction of the door out of here",As your saying this you spot a couples guys without towels...
Group SexDiane Hollis was as good as her word. I was permitted to bathe Loretta/Mouse twice a month, The first and the final Friday. Giving her that first bath unleashed something in both of us. We both realized how much trust we had for each other. At lunch, the day following that first bath, Loretta’s eyes became huge and soft and the most luminous green I had ever seen them. ‘Oh Stanley, I felt every ounce of your love when you gave me that bath. Nothing mattered last night except the feel of your...
This is a true story. This happened when I was 15 years old, I was shopping with my parents and with my cousin. We were so bored and we were in a department store. We had to wait for our parents who were looking around the clothes section. Me and my cousin then decided to go near the womens changing rooms. It was the type where you could see in a gap at the side. I watched as the busy area was full of women. I saw one woman who was gorgeous, she was in her 30’s blonde and she was holding a...
It had already been a long and tiring day's shopping. Me and Tiffany had only been seeing each other a couple of months and I was keen to spend as much time with her as possible...but this was pushing it. The only consolation was how good she looked...she had dyed her hair black that morning and had recently had it cut into a bob; both of which really suited her. She was wearing a plain blue t-shirt under which her firm proud tits swelled temptingly and tight black leggings, both of which...
Quickie SexAfter a long day at work Nicola wasn't really looking forward to doing a week’s food shopping. However, after receiving a text from her other half, she had a good idea on how to make the trip a little more interesting! "Missed you this week baby, looking forward to seeing you soon x" Nicola spent the last few hours at her work reading erotic stories, which made her more impatient to see her older boyfriend, Andrew. He wasn't much taller than she was, but he was at least twice her size. Only...
VoyeurAs of late, I've been visiting the local gym in order to shed a few pounds, being the chubby lad that I am. After training for one or two hours, I decided to dip into the gym's Jacuzzi to relax and warm down. Now, obviously, I wasn't alone in the Jacuzzi, there was a couple who I could tell were fitness freaks, and an older man, around fifty, with a slight pot belly and grey hair.After making small talk with the other people in the Jacuzzi, I decided that I was going to head home and relax in...
This is a true story.This happened when I was 15 years old, I was shopping with my parents and with my cousin. We were so bored and we were in a department store. We had to wait for our parents who were looking around the clothes section.Me and my cousin then decided to go near the womens changing rooms. It was the type where you could see in a gap at the side. I watched as the busy area was full of women. I saw one woman who was gorgeous, she was in her 30's blonde and she was holding a...
Changing of the Guard Part 2 How do you explain to your mother and father why their son spontaneously morphed into their daughter while they were out? I tried to figure that out while Becca drove me home. I really hadn't figured it out when we pulled into the driveway. Fortunately, my parents weren't home so I'd have a few minutes to wash my face and change before they got home. At least I could look sort of like myself. "Are you sure you don't want me to hang out and help...
Changing Channels: Through the Looking Glass by Zouscha Sam went out to XXXXstatic Video early Friday morning. All the guys were jealous; they'd heard that the porn stars there were unbelievable. Lou told him not to take too long, and gave him a stern look. Arriving there, the door was answered by a guy, much to Sam's disappointment. No one else was around. He unloaded the equipment out of the truck, then picked up the items being returned. Checking through the list, he saw that he had...
Changing of the Guard By Maddie Valasek "Julian, you better get moving. You don't want to be late on your first day," Mom yelled out to me. "I'm just about ready," I answered as I finished tying my shoes. "What time is it anyway?" I asked. My alarm clock was still packed away in the moving truck that wouldn't make it to our new house until sometime that afternoon. "7:00, sweetheart. Classes start at 8:00. Remember, you have to stop by the office and give them you...