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This is the third installment of the continuing story of young love between Abbie and David. Things couldn’t be much better, yet much better they will get.

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The next two weeks were filled with college preparations. Abbie was about to enter her first year of college and David was an upperclassman going into his third year. They were virtually inseparable at the lake and on campus, they clung together at every opportunity.

Abbie let David review her class schedule and she learned which professors were hard graders and easy graders and what they expected. Abbie felt more at ease know what to expect from her profs. David’s schedule was a little different than Abbie’s but they both had no classes on Fridays.

Fall swimming practice would start in a few days meaning Abbie would be busy at school for early morning swimming and afternoon gym training. With their falls schedules firm, they both had some time to spend quietly at the lake.

David and his friends played water basketball as usual with the added presence of Abbie hanging around too. Together, they had become good friends. They still teased David about being pussy whipped but not when Abbie was near enough to hear.

David and Abbie visited Mr. Adams occasionally and the tension between he and Abbie seemed to subside. Abbie regretted that Mr. Adams was her first sex partner and that she lied to David about breaking her hymen while jilling off thinking about him. It was true that she jilled thinking about him but not since she experienced his love making.

It was not easy for Abbie and David to find a lot of time for love making although they had at least one time a week they could sneak off for two lovers pleasure.

On one afternoon that they were able to join at the hip, David began a conversation that both had thought about but never really talked about. ‘Abbie, should we tell our families about our real relationship? I mean tell them about us, love, sex, and everything.’

Abbie was snuggled tightly against David still breathing heavily from a wonderful orgasm. ‘If we did, maybe I could get them to let me do birth control. I don’t like condoms.’

No, Abbie, I mean totally honest not for birth control. I love you without sex if I had to. I want to tell your aunt and uncle and your mom and dad that I am sincere about you.’

Abbie began feeling David coming back to life and reaching for another condom. ‘I’m safe, David. Make love to me and fill me with your warmth.’

They spooned together and David made a slow penetration feeling Abbie grip him. Her wetness made entry easy and her cries were clues that Davis was going to make her cum quickly. Abbie gripped his cock with vice like strength and cried out, ‘Fuck me, David.’

It was the first time she had ever said anything vulgar and surprised David. ‘What!’

‘Oh, gawd, David. Its everything I ever wanted and it’s in me. Fuck me!’

David increased his pace and depth as Abbie rocked and pressed herself into him. Her orgasm was a new first for her, she sprayed her cum in a wet jet. Her scream echoed through David’s ears and his consciousness. With total abandon, he sprayed his hot load into Abbie’s spasming body.

David and Abbie felt something different between them. It was a new understanding that Abbie was not fragile but real woman with hot desires.

‘I’m sorry I talked like that, David. It just came over me and I liked it.’ David was still feeling the last contractions of his cum.

‘You came like a fountain. It was beautiful. You’re sure you’re safe.’

‘I’m safe my sweet lover. In your arms, I’m safe. Yes, we need to talk to our families.’

That decision made, Abbie and David languished in their bliss for many minutes before needing to clean up and dress.

Abbie was in complete happiness as she seemed to float over the sand heading back to her aunt and uncle’s house. Abbie’s aunt watch and clearly saw how Abbie glowed. In the back of her mind she knew Abbie and David were being sexually intimate.

Abbie glided up the steps to the porch where he aunt smiled saying, ‘If I didn’t know better Abbie, I’d say you were in love with David.’

Forgetting where she was and who was talking to her, Abbie blurted, ‘I am.’ After hearing herself say it, she halted dead in place waiting for what her aunt was going to say next. Standing there, a trickle of David’s cum leaked from her pussy. Abbie hoped her panty would contain it.

‘And, sweetheart, I think you and David are lovers.’ Her aunt’s expression was one of acceptance and understanding.

Abbie’s next reply sealed whatever fate was about to follow. ‘I’ve never lied to you or anyone. We are in love and we are lovers. But we are being careful.’

‘Go inside, I know you need to,’ the pause was deafening, ‘clean up a little before your afternoon swim. I will call David’s parents and tell them we want him to have dinner with us tonight.’

Abbie raced in to the house and right to her bathroom where she barely sat before spilling the contents of her bladder and her pussy. She did the best she could to clean herself before getting into her bikini to swim. Even after the confrontation with her aunt, Abbie still felt aroused.

Abbie had made several sweeps of her usual swim pattern and on a return swim, she saw David getting ready to enter the water. She maintained her pace and turned to swim out ward again. David splashed in and swam after her.

When he caught up to her he said, ‘I’m invited to have dinner with you tonight.’

Abbie continued on her arranged route until she reached a spot to pause and put her feet on the bottom. David stopped next to her and took her hand.

‘David, I told my aunt I love you and have had sex with you. That’s why you’re coming for dinner.’ The look in her eyes was a mix of fear and acknowledgement that despite what was about to come, his position in his life would not change. ‘Strange though, I don’t think they want to break us up.’

David stood tall looking into Abbie’s eyes, ‘I’m going in to talk to mom and get everything in the open with her and later dad.’ He leaned in and gave her a chaste kiss and swam off.

David’s mom was busy with groceries when David came back in. ‘Mom, I want to help with the groceries and talk with you as honestly as I can.’

There was no hesitation in her reply, ‘It is about you and Abbie isn’t it?’

‘Mom, never in my life has a girl affected me like Abbie has. I am in love with her and we have been,’ David wasn’t sure how to say it, ‘together.’

David’s mom smiled both at his choice of words and in a sense of knowing her suspicions were right. ‘You mean together, together. I suspected that.’

‘We are being careful not to make a, have a, an accident. I see her and I’m happy, we talk and I’m happy. That first night when we held hands till two in the morning I knew she was different and perfect, and what I wanted for life. Am I crazy mom?’

His mom smiled even broader, ‘No crazier that your father was about the same age. Tomorrow, we will have Abbie come here for dinner.’

David arrived for dinner met by Abbie at the door. He wore casual clothes, slacks and a button down shirt. He was completely unsure what to expect from Abbie’s aunt and uncle. Abbie was dressed casually also. She wore a simple skirt and blouse.

David was soon greeted by her aunt and uncle. They invited him in and offer him a seat on the couch. Abbie sat next to him taking his hand in hers. Both were anxious, nervous, yet determined.

‘David,’ Abbie’s uncle opened, ‘I’m told that you two think you are in love. I expect some proof of that right now.’ His tone was demanding, parental. He said nothing more.

David and Abbie glanced at each other and both took a deep breath before David began his explanation. He recounted meeting Abbie the first time, trying to talk to her. ‘She was shy and swam away from me. I rea
lly wanted to get to know her. I wanted to be a friend to the new person in the neighborhood. I wasn’t chasing a girl. I liked her from the start.’

He told them about talking to Mr. Adams and learning a little about Abbie’s background. ‘Mr. Adams told me to just take it easy and let Abbie come around.’

‘The night of the bonfire a few weeks ago, I thought Abbie ran from me because of something I said or did. Later I learned that Abbie was really conflicted about being shy but really did want to talk to me. That’s the night we stayed on the porch until two in the morning. We only held hands and Abbie talked all night, I just listened. I liked listening, didn’t say much. She talked and I listened and I liked it and knew I liked her. Maybe it was then that I realized she is someone special who I was already beginning to love.’

David continued talking about the week he was on vacation and missed seeing Abbie. ‘Missed seeing her smile, her eyes sparkling, and talking.’

‘When I got back I saw Abbie by the fire pit and she said I was like a real boyfriend and I told her I could be a real boyfriend if she wanted. We had kissed a couple times on the cheeks but then was a kiss of real commitment to each other as boyfriend and girlfriend. I can’t tell you how special it felt.’

Abbie giggled and punctuated David’s last statement, ‘I can tell you how special it felt.’ All four in the room understood the double meaning as Abbie blushed hot red.

‘I may be only twenty and Abbie only 19 but I am sure that I love her in a forever love.’

‘Abbie,’ her uncle now faced her, ‘what about you. David is the first boy you have actually met and dated. How can you think you love him?’

‘You see how he behaves with me. He doesn’t let his friends tease me, I’m getting used to that. He always tries to make sure I’m comfortable. He makes me feel safe when we are out on campus. He listens to me and understands sometimes when I’m confused and shy. He wants me to be a success in things I try to do. I feel his love in a special way and I want to give it back.’

‘I know you’ve felt his love in a special way and given it back to him.’ The sly smile on her aunt’s face caused confusion to show on her uncles face.

‘What! What do you mean?’ In the following instant understanding crossed his face. ‘Sex? You two are…’ He couldn’t finish the sentence as anger began to flare on his face.

David and Abbie saw it and fear blanketed their faces. Abbie’s aunt took over the dialogue. ‘Settle down Martin. They are adults and have made adult decisions that we cannot change. We have to accept what we know and live with it. Abbie isn’t your little niece of five years old.’

‘How are we going to tell her parents that we let their little girl get taken by some boy?’

‘We aren’t going to, Martin.’ She smiled at her husband, ‘You know why, too.’

In a flash her uncle’s anger disappeared. There was a silence over the room and an instantaneous recognition that it was they, her aunt and uncle, years ago who were in the same boat. ‘Maybe you’ll help me recall,’ was whispered between them.

The sudden calm that took over was a deep relief. They proceeded to have dinner with a lot of talk about college and swimming.

After dinner, Abbie and her aunt cleared the table and went to the kitchen to wash dishes. ‘Abbie, are you using protection?’

‘David is,’ was her shy and embarrassed answer.

‘I’ll make an appointment for you to get on some kind of birth control. Until then, use caution.’ Her aunt hugged her then surprised Abbie with the next question, ‘Do you cum with him?’

Abbie’s answer was an unspoken deep reddening and a sigh.

David and Abbie’s uncle were off somewhere talking also. ‘David, be careful with my little girl. You have to avoid getting her pregnant. I am going to trust you with my niece but don’t hurt her or you’ll have much to answer to me. Got it!’

After the four got back together, Abbie’s aunt told David and Abbie to go out for the rest of the evening and enjoy. ‘I’ll let your parents know you and Abbie are out.’

‘What time do you want Abbie home,’ David asked.

‘You are adults,’ said Abbie’s uncle. ‘Your aunt and I have several things to discuss tonight before we know how we are going to proceed with you young lovers.’

Abbie and David strode out the door both excited that they were our together with the night ahead of them. ‘Let’s just walk for a while,’ David whispered. ‘I want to just enjoy more talking, listening to you.’

David drew Abbie closer with his arm around her waist, she did likewise with him. ‘Are you my forever love like you told my uncle?’

‘Without Mr. Adams coaching me to be slow getting to know you, I don’t think we could be a couple now. He helped me realize you are very special. He helped you get over your shyness. I mean it, the first night we held hands all night was the start of discovering I love you.’ David dipped his head and kissed the top of her head.

Abbie felt a pain shot through her knowing her lie to David. Worse, she knew she had to keep it to herself forever. She began to cry softly knowing her love and her lie. ‘Yes, he did a lot for you and for me.’

They walked further in silence until they reached the end of the road entering their part of the lake. ‘David, hold me for a little while so I can lean on you and hear your heart beat.’

The road was quiet as Abbie and David clung to each other. Abbie pressed her head against his chest to hear the whoosh-whoosh of blood pumping through his heart. ‘I hear your heart beating in your chest and feel your pulse as you hole me. I’m still a shy girl, David. There is so much I want to know and feel and experience. I’m frightened and excited and willing.’

‘I told my mother the same thing you told your aunt. She said she suspected we’ve been together. She said in a funny way ‘together, together.’ It’s easy to say I love you to get sex but I say I love you without any expectations. Just being with you is pure satisfaction.’

They still clung to one another and gently swayed to music they heard only in their minds. Neither fondled nor groped. They were a young couple standing at the end of one road with unclear plans which road they would take next.

‘My aunt said she is going to get me an appointment to see a doctor so I can begin birth control. We have to be careful for the next couple weeks until I start it. Even if I don’t like it, condoms only.’

‘If it means anything, Abbie, I can wait until you are fully protected. I love you enough to forget sex for a couple weeks. I don’t want to, but I can or will.’

‘She asked me if you make me cum.’ David felt Abbie’s hot breath on his chest, her breasts pressed against him, and her hips tight against his in their embrace.

There was a chuckle blended with surprise as David looked at Abbie, his girlfriend, the girl he knew he was in love with, ‘Your aunt asked that! What did you say?’

Abbie felt David’s head lowered and she raised her eyes to engage his. ‘I was so embarrassed, I know I turned deep red. She just smiled. Let’s walk back and get your car. We can go to the other side of the lake again.’

The innuendo was not disguised at all and both knew a little clearing off the path they could visit. ‘I have protection,’ David was clear that he would obey her uncle.

The drive to the other side of the lake was filled with little touches and gropes. Both were in a state when they parked the car. After a few minutes of necking in the front seat they emerged marching toward the path and the spot where they had almost first made love.

The night was not late although the restaurant was already closed. They were mostly alone except for maybe one or two couples walking with similar thoughts on their minds. They found their bench and moved quickly to it.

David sensed Abbie’s nervousness, ‘Frightened we might get caught? You weren’t before.’< br>
The shy and embarrassed Abbie surfaced again, ‘Not about that. I want to…, want to…, ah want to…, taste you in my mouth.’

They shared a deep passionate stare lasting longer than they could calculate. ‘You mean give me oral, suck me? Where did that idea come from?’ David was as hard as he could be and Abbie knew he was straining against his zipper.

‘I, um, I ah, went on the internet and read some stuff. Guys like it, I love you, I want to do it. I just don’t know how.’

Abbie was no longer shy about rubbing and feeling David’s cock and she was pressing her palm into his crotch feeling his hardness. She fumbled with his button and zipper until she could free him from his undershorts. In front of her was the prize she’d already had in her a few times. He was soaked with a clear film. Abbie bent forward, sniffed, and licked.

She raised her head seeing David looking at her almost in reverence. ‘It tastes kind of good.’

Abbie lowered her head again and made several licking passes over the tip of his tool. She pulled back the foreskin to lick around the entire head. As she licked, she used her hand wrapped around hid cock to slowly jerk. She tasted more of that clear nectar, David was dripping it in large amounts with each stroke of his cock.

Abbie found a new level of courage and excitement. She let his cock slip between her lips. Her untrained instincts took over as she used her tongue to swipe around the sensitive ridge. David’s gasp made her take a little more. Soon, her mouth was full as she could take it. She knew that bobbing up on down on it in her pussy made him feel good, and her too, so she tried that with her mouth. The reward was a long stream of wetness that she savored before swallowing.

‘Oh, fuck, Abbie. I’m going to cum. Stop or I’ll cum in your mouth.’ David was gripping at the bench and straining his hips and legs tightly as Abbie went relentlessly up and down.

‘I can’t hold it!’ David shot several hot streams into Abbie’s mouth. She was filling with his sperm laced cum and had no plans to stop bobbing until every drop was on her tongue. David’s spasms subsided and he finally relaxed. Carefully, slowly, Abbie pulled her mouth off his cock. She lip-locked on him to keep every bit of his cum in her mouth.

When she saw David in pure ecstasy she knew she had done it right. They both smiled, Abbie opened her mouth to show him his cum and quickly closed and swallowed. ‘I think I’m going to do that a lot more.’

‘Kiss me!’ David pulled her mouth to his and they had a deep open mouth kiss. David tasted himself on her lips and became excited again. I’m going to do the same thing for you, Abbie.’

The ground beneath the bench was soft with grass and David went to his knees. Delicately, he pulled at her panty as Abbie raised her hips to ease their removal. David looked into her eyes noting her interest and pure desire. He looked below the hem of her skirt to see closely the lovely flower before him. Her lips were puffy and red with her inner pedals just peeking out.

His face inched closer to his prize, her prize, her love nest. He sensually kissed her thighs left and right moving closer to the center. Abbie was already rocking her hips and gasping with each kiss. We David reached he core, his tongue grazed her tiny encased bud. Abbie stifled a scream. Again, he gave her bud a little lick and Abbie bucked her hips in his face and released a rivulet of her deep sweet.

David now licked the full length of her tiny opening base to clit. He tasted her musk and sighed himself. Abbie moaned in a constant unbroken happiness of lust, love, and desire. She was closer than she’d ever been to ticking off like a bomb.

She felt David’s tongue probing deep into her feeling him suck her nourishment. Her bucking was rapid and wanton until she clamped her thighs tightly to his head. David knew this was the moment and opened his mouth to drink. Try as he might to hold her scream at bay, Abbie cried out a loud, ‘David! I’m cumming.’

The orgasm was stronger than any she’d experienced in the short few weeks that she knew the joys of sex. It seemed that she orgasm did not abate as she cascaded her torrent into David’s open and tongue licking mouth.

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Hi friends ,this is my first story on ISS and I hope that you will enjoy my story.I am george from kerala And this is a story told to be my friend.I found it interesting and decided to share it .Without boring you more lets get on to the story. It was a Sunday and I have come to the office for some shit work due to some client visit. I just came to office and since it was Sunday no one was there. Being Sunday I just came in a skirt and t shirt. I for the first time in my life came to office...

3 years ago
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Sunday Afternoon Alone in the Dunes

Sunday afternoon alone in the dunes, well we thought we were. It's your worst nightmare, that gushing feeling when you suddenly realize that you have been caught in a comprising situation. It had been one of those typical family visits to the relatives, the type of visit which had become routine, with everyone being polite, interjected with moments that were actually enjoyable, such as the trip to the beach after Sunday lunch. As there were quite a few of us, we had to leave in three cars. I...

Voyeur
2 years ago
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Sunday Spin

With a basket full of my dirty clothes, I struggled into the local Laundromat. It was three years since I had routinely been to the Laundromat, but after splitting with my boyfriend it became a Sunday tradition. No Sunday roast with my parents, instead I spent the nicest part of the day sitting on a hard little wooden bench. You see, Peter got the washing machine in the split, and I hadn't got around to replacing it. As much as I hated to admit it, I still needed to feel hard done by;...

4 years ago
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Sunday Morning Going Down

I like mornings. Never had a problem getting up early. But, Sunday mornings can go either way: if I enjoyed myself a lot Saturday night, then Sundays can be a bit painful. Or groggy. Or, groggy and painful. Last Sunday was neither. Due to a change in my usual schedule, my fiance and I were alone on Sunday morning for a change. This… turned out to be a very good thing. I got up around 8, brought in the paper, and found she was still ‘out’ at 9. So I brewed some coffee, surfed the web and made...

1 year ago
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Sunday Services

Harry Andersen couldn't understand why his mother tells him every Sunday that she doesn't need a ride to church on Sundays into the city. He even offered to take her because he goes to the same church. She doesn't have a car. There was no big deal. She told him that the minister comes by every Sunday afternoon to give her cummioun. Harry spent a couple of hours thinking why she would do this to him for the fourth time in a month. He wanted to know what was so important to receive commiun at...

3 years ago
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Sunday at the Pool With George

I always saw him in the dressing room at the pool in our apartment building. I’m 53 years old and retired. I swim every day to help me stay in shape so I’ve seen him many times both at the pool and in the changing rooms. He’s probably about nine or ten years old, a little over four feet tall with sandy, reddish blonde, sun bleached hair. Before that Sunday afternoon I had never spoken a word to him but I had noticed him since he liked to strut around the changing area in the nude and...

2 years ago
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Sunday was great Pt 5

Introduction: Risk was btter than his dad in bed We all slept well, waking fairly early, Liz saw Grants cock standing up, and without saying any thing, took him in the bath room and lay him down, sitting on his cock, she let her morning pee loose, as it run down his cock and over his body, he smiled and with a bit of effort pushed up filling her pussy with his piss, seeing this set me off, so standing over him I aimed my first squirt at her boobs and then worked down onto Grants chest, when we...

2 years ago
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Sunday With My Aunt

Sunday lunch time was always my favourite time of the week because it meant lunching with my mother's sister, my Aunt Rose. So punctually, on the dot of twelve thirty, I rang the bell on the front door of her imposing old house in one of the better parts of town.At forty-two she was two years older than my mother and a senior partner in a well respected accountancy firm, she'd never married and was often quoted as saying that she never would."Ah David," she smiled on opening the door, "Right on...

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Sunday morning real life

This is not a story, this is as it actually happened, how we made love on Sunday morning, as requested by a friend on XH. (Jane tells the first part and Billy tells the second part).I opened my eyes slowly as I awoke. There was light behind the curtains, and I lay in a relaxed half asleep, half awake state, thinking that it was Sunday morning and there was nothing pressing to do. I could tell Billy was awake from the sound of his breathing. One of us will make the tea, normally decided by who...

2 years ago
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Sunday night ripe pussy session

So Sunday night she came over around 11:30pm. I was already pretty tired but I honored her request to only answer the door wearing my cage. She grabbed me by the balls and squeezed them really hard till I was sort of bent over and said to me “I love the control you allow me to have over you.” She released a bit, but still held on to them and locked the door behind us. She led me to the bedroom by my balls but not the room we normally play in. She said we are doing this in your bed tonight. She...

4 years ago
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SUNDAY CHURCH LADY SUCKS OFF A VARIETY OF MEN ON

SUNDAY- CHURCH LADY SUCKS OFF A VARIETY OF MEN ON A SUNDAY!So I have been pretty horny. Not allot of cock since the demise of Craigslist personals months ago. I decided it was time to hit the Adult Book Store scene. Their are 2 in the area, one in MA and one in Seabrook, NH. Last weekend I went to the bookstore in MA. It is seedy, a hit and miss ABS, which makes it even better! It is frequented by gays and marrieds, occasionally by a Tranny or CD type like me. One of the best times to go is...

3 years ago
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Sunday porno

Hello again. This story from Ms diary relates to a Sunday when she wrote, V picked me up at ten in the morning, went to his place, straight to bed and he put a blue movie on, good fuck. As usual I like to lie next to M and ask her to tell me more while I wank myself off. She tells me that on this day her black rasta boyfriend, the skinny one with the big cock, arranged to pick her up early one Sunday morning to take her out. She said this was strange for a number of reasons, for starts where...

3 years ago
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Sunday Sunday

Sunday, Sunday. After the pain had slightly subsided, I began to enjoy the feeling of him taking me. We had struggled for over a month to get to this point of no return, each evening we would lay together and try. For me, the pain was always too much to bear, but mostly I was scared of letting myself be hurt. Over the weeks we had tried quite a few techniques to eventually get to this point, one was him spitting onto his fingers and slowly rubbing his it against my hole, fingering me...

2 years ago
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Sunday Afternoon

On Monday I bet my boyfriend John that if my football team lost on Sunday I would be his sex slave for the day. And if my team won ,I could do the same. We teased each other mercilessly all week long on what we were going to make the other do. Now what he wanted to do more than anything was to tie me up and fuck me. If he said that once he said it a hundred times that week. The thought scared me a little but at the same time turned me on. Everyday I would hear “ Come Sunday I am going to tie...

BDSM
3 years ago
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Sunday fun day

Every day on the way out to my office in Saddar, I past Sana Haq.We lived in the same apartment building and were neighbors, my flat was above hers. I have to say that the 5ft 3inch Chokri (babe) gave me a hard on whenever I saw her. Her well tailored shalwar Kamiz was in the height of Desi fashion. (Short, sleeveless Kamiz and shalwar stopping teasingly just above her very nicely shaped ankles)She had shoulder length black hair, slightly frizzy (jungle-bhal like this, is my favorite) a round...

1 year ago
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Sunday Family Dinner

It was a normal sunday me and my whole family went to church for our regular family get together. And as always we meet at my grandparents house for dinner. This Sunday was extra special. I was sitting the pew with my family when my aunt Andrea walked in. She looked so stunningly beautiful and sexy as always. She had on a black dress and pressed tightly against her 36d tits, she was 46 yrs old and could make me horny as hell. The dress was cut pretty high, that i could almost see her cunt hair....

Incest
2 years ago
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Sundays with Sultana Sharmila

The following is a true account written by a friend of mine in Calcutta. Read it and enjoy. In a few earlier narratives I have described a couple of erotic sessions with my former girlfriend Roma. Today, I shall describe some extremely satisfying sexual sessions with my present girlfriend Sharmila. Sharmila, 37, a probashi divorcee from New Delhi, is a management executive working for a National News Channel and she is currently on a three year assignment in its Kolkata office. We met first at...

3 years ago
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Sundays Tonic

Sundays afternoons are always twinged with twilight. The setting of the weekend, drawing long shadows of an impending Monday. As days of the week go it’s my least favourite, reminding me of my own middling years, overwhelmed by the dawning considerations of old age. These are symptoms that need self medicating, a gloom only cured by a specific light. My prescribed treatment? The pursuit of sexual gratification, willing or otherwise. To humiliate others distracts from my own inadequacies and...

4 years ago
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Sunday Love SongsChapter 2

Now here I was years later listening to a Sunday morning sloppy 'lurve' programme, which was telling me she wanted to contact me again. I was not in a relationship, though I had a couple of girlfriends who were friends-with-benefits. They felt it was too early for them to be committed long term to anyone. Beth and Julie were good friends and each knew the other was sleeping with me, and I was happy as I was, who wouldn't be? I wondered what good it would do to see Nicola. Why did she...

4 years ago
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Sunday Morning

She was stroking my cock. I pressed her to me and kissed her lips passionately. I turned her on her back getting ready to satisfy my lust and … woke up. Yes, it was just a dream… A sweet pleasant dream…The sun was bright and shining through the window. I could hear some remote noise from outside. I stretched myself. Getting up in the morning was so difficult… It was so nice and comfortable lying under the warm blanket. But the interrupted dream still tortured me – my cock was rock-hard not only...

3 years ago
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Sunday Morning

The husband spots his wife in the kitchen, she is wearing almost nothing and he just can’t stop thinking about getting into her pussy!Lena was stroking his cock. He pressed her to him and kissed her lips passionately. He turned her on her back getting ready to satisfy his lust and … woke up. Yes, it was just a dream… A sweet pleasant dream…The sun was bright and shining through the window. Anthony could hear some remote noise from outside. He stretched himself. Getting up in the morning was so...

3 years ago
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Sunday Morning Pt 04

It was Sunday morning and Abbie was out for her morning swim. The dinner with David’s parent’s had been Thursday evening followed by a date with David on Friday night. That date was an eventful one for both. They’d gone to the local place on their side of the lake instead of the fancier restaurant with the walking path. They sat opposite the other eating their burgers and fries talking about college and the soon to start academic year. ‘The swim team meets for first work outs in ten days. I’d...

4 years ago
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Sunday Afternoon Alone in the Dunes

Sunday afternoon alone in the dunes, well we thought we were. It’s your worst nightmare, that gushing feeling when you suddenly realize that you have been caught in a comprising situation. It had been one of those typical family visits to the relatives, the type of visit which had become routine, with everyone being polite, interjected with moments that were actually enjoyable, such as the trip to the beach after Sunday lunch. As there were quite a few of us, we had to leave in three...

4 years ago
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sunday morning and the carrot

Introduction: me and my flat mate Me and my flat mate 1- Sunday morning and the carrot. She is really cute. So thin, so blonde. With her athletic body and two little tits, always going around the house wearing just a thong. I am a 36 years old woman, and first days I didnt like this 22 years old waitress, but I need to share my flat bills! She moved here a week ago and this morning she is so happy cause its Sunday and she doesnt work. However, she woke up early as always. I guess she likes I...

2 years ago
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Sunday Drive

Sunday Drive Richard and I were on a Sunday drive, not really going nowhere. I’m not a mac’d’s fan at all So when Richard said hey mom my treat as he pulled in the drive thru I laughed and said so you think your mom’s a cheap date huh? He laughed at that and said no, there’s nothing cheap about you mom. I said then splurge away and we both laughed over that little joke. I was looking at his profile and could see a lot of me in his face and I went to myself thank god he didn’t gets his sperm...

1 year ago
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Sunday Afternoon

On Monday I bet my boyfriend John that if my football team lost on Sunday I would be his sex slave for the day. And if my team won ,I could do the same. We teased each other mercilessly all week long on what we were going to make the other do. Now what he wanted to do more than anything was to tie me up and fuck me. If he said that once he said it a hundred times that week. The thought scared me a little but at the same time turned me on. Everyday I would hear “ Come Sunday I am going to tie...

3 years ago
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Sunday Morning Going Down

Hi, I’m Sylvia; but my friends call me Syl. This past September my husband Ron’s birthday fell on a Sunday. I wanted to make the day especially memorable for him because it was his first birthday as a Daddy, since our baby had been born six months earlier. After giving birth, my libido had first subsided, but then returned more intensely than ever before. As usual, we prepared to go to church on Sunday morning. I purposely dilly-dallied though, causing us to be a little bit late. Ron urged me...

Quickie Sex
4 years ago
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Sunday Fun Day

We had just had a fun night at a swingers' party on Saturday night and I woke up happy and relaxed. I didn't think the weekend could get any better. I rose and went out to the kitchen and called my man’s name. I failed to get a response. There was a note lying on the kitchen table telling me his friend had free Patriot tickets. He'd left me at home alone with his son. I wasn't satisfied with just sitting home for my Sunday afternoon. After taking a shower and having coffee, I was bored. I went...

Cheating
4 years ago
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Sunday Dinner

Luann Dubicki rushed inside the house from the biting cold outside. She had just returned from mass and soon her family would be joining her for the weekly Sunday dinner. She became a widow after her husband, Bob, was killed in a car wreck a few years prior. The thought to remarry never crossed the mind of the registered nurse. She just poured everything she had into her five c***dren. She checked on the pot roast. It looked good and smelled even better. The graying blond washed her hands and...

2 years ago
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Sunday night football

Sunday night football.My wife went out with her co-workers to a bar to watch the game last Sunday night. She said I would probably need to pick her up since she had a bad day and was goi g to get hammered (I was called into work and was getting out after the game was over). We texted each other and she kept me up on the score. I didn’t hear much from her the fourth quarter, figured she was drunk and doing shots. I got out and I asked if she needed me to pick her up....no reply. I swung by the...

3 years ago
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Sunday driver

It was a lazy Sunday afternoon, not unlike most I suppose. It was getting a little late in the day, and I was starting to think about getting ready for the week ahead. Outside the rain had been falling off and on throughout the day, and the air smelled sweet like it does after a good rain. Fall was definitely in the air. I was staring out the window, lost in my own thoughts about what the week would bring, when he said, “let’s go for a drive.” I lept at the chance to have something to do, not...

4 years ago
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Sunday Sex

It all started a Sunday morning. I had been horny this past week and havent really been able to find a proper friend with benefits till I got a email Sunday morning. A local guy was looking for a cuddle buddy and had invited me over for the afternoon and evening. We talked a bit in the morning and set a time of 2pm to meet. He is an a****l lover, 3 cats and a very energetic personable pup. He was about 5'10 British, in great shape quite fit, body covered with an eclectic array of tattoos and...

1 year ago
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Sunday League 0 Slutwife lost count

Last year we visited an old friend of mine, we went to school together. As we grew up we up we went drinking together and played Sunday League Football for the same team. Eventually, as you find, our lives had moved apart as we had families and jobs but we always kept in touch. We'd met up sometimes and our wives got on well too so when they he invited me to watch our old team we looked forward to having a few drinks and catching up over old times.Then next day his wife had a bit of an...

3 years ago
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Sunday morning with Brad

It was close to 4 am Sunday morning, Brad turned over and pulled me to him. I was on my left side as Brad snuggled me close to him. His penis was rock hard and throbbing. I moaned softly as Brad pinched my nipples and whispered 'I like tight ass in the morning, relax, you're going to have a ruff morning.' Than I remembered what he had said last night '...some of my friends are coming over in the morning...' Before I could say anything Brad slipped his hand between us and guided his rock hard...

1 year ago
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Sunday mass

It was a warm Sunday morning and I set off for church with my parents, everything was as normal , the usual meet and great before mass with the neighbours when suddenly I spot this vision of beauty across the car park!!Dressed all in white a goddess of unrivalled beauty, long blond hair red bag and red matching shoes, who was this girl where did she come from .? I was transfixed by this new stranger in my mists I needed to get closer hoping to find out more. I told my parents I needed to talk...

4 years ago
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Sunday Drive

Sunday DriveRichard and I were on a Sunday drive, not really going nowhere. I’m not a mac’d’s fan at allSo when Richard said hey mom my treat as he pulled in the drive thru I laughed and said so you think your mom’s a cheap date huh? He laughed at that and said no, there’s nothing cheap about you mom. I said then splurge away and we both laughed over that little joke. I was looking at his profile and could see a lot of me in his face and I went to myself thank god he didn’t gets his sperm...

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