Dear Charles
- 3 years ago
- 23
- 0
sitting on the couch, i hear the shower cut off in the bathroom. i smile, it’d been nearly half an hour since she left my side, watching tv but mostly necking. my girl was ready then, but i told her i had plans. there’s things i wanted to do to her tonight. she’s game for most anything i want to do in the bedroom, bless her heart.
i hear her padding around the back of the house as i cut off the tv and stereo. turning out the lights i glare at the cats. ‘you’re all going outside tonight,’ i think. my girl’s not going to like that, but i’m not sharing a bed with them tonight.
‘don’t pester my cats, you,’ i hear from the bedroom.
‘i’m not, i’m saying goodnight to them,’ i say while nudging them out of the door with my feet, not too unkindly. i lock the door and turn off the lights before heading to the bedroom.
the steam from her shower is flowing into the hall. i smile, her showers are scaldingly hot. i have no idea how she can stand it. it’s funny, she’s always telling me to take a cold shower. typically, she has good reason, she wants to put on clothes and leave the house.
the bedroom’s lit by the nightstand’s reading lamp. she’s lying on the bed, on her stomach with a towel wrapped around her body. the heat of the shower is still on her skin, my girl’s pink and glowing. she’s watching me, enjoying me coming to her. we’re both smiling. there’s a hint of my favorite scent mingling with the steam of the shower.
‘you smell really nice and look delicious,’ i say, meaning every word. ‘miss me?’
‘what took you so long,’ she asks mischeviously? she knows i couldn’t have gotten here faster unless i ran.
‘i had to put the critters out. don’t fret it, i’ll let them in when you’re done with me.’
‘hmmph, i believe this was your idea,’ she jests, eyes flashing.
i sit on the edge of the bed with one foot on the floor and the other bent with my knee touching the towel around her waist. it’s damp and she’s very hot. she’s staring at me, smiling. i’m beaming right back.
‘i’ve been known to have some good ones,’ i promise. i lean forward and kiss her gently on the cheek. she turns and kisses me on the mouth, her tongue flashes out and tickles mine. she pulls away quickly before i can commit to some serious tongue-wrestling.
‘tease,’ i accuse.
‘right back at you,’ she winks.
i laugh and climb into bed while reaching for her. she rolls into my arms and we kiss deeply, our mouths playing and hinting at the intimacy yet to come. i love the way she kisses, her passion heightens mine. she breaks the kiss to tease my ears, my eyes roll back into my head and i moan her name. she’s nibbling and sucking, driving me crazy.
‘dammit, darling,’ i breathe.
‘i thought you liked this,’ she smiles, continuing her work on my lobes.
‘i want to fuck you.’ i don’t know what else to say, my brain has shut off and i’m a slave to my desires. she has me and she knows it.
she feigns a gasp while staring into my eyes, batting her lashes and playing coy, absolutely adorable. i throw a quick kiss onto her nose and reach for her towel.
‘mine,’ i say. i want her naked and i want her naked right now. she doesn’t struggle, she lets me have it. she knows i’m going to do her right, she loves the way i take my time. i love taking my time with her. stripped of her towel, she lies back down on her stomach and faces away from me, apparently shy in her nakedness. she’s beautiful and doesn’t know it, i love that.
snuggling up against her, my hips at her knees and my chest pressed against her hips, i plant a light kiss at the nape of her spine. i reach across her body, carressing hips and thighs. in between open mouthed kisses targeting the small of her back, i ask her a question.
‘is there anything you want me to do for you tonight?’
‘mmmmm,’ she replies. i can hear her smile in that sound. i’m happy too. capturing her hand, i squeeze tightly cherishing the connection we share. she squeezes back, pulling my hand to her mouth to kiss and nibble my fingers. her actions tell me she’s mine tonight and i can do anything i want. i bite her butt cheek.
‘ow!’
‘i’m sorry, baby, i got carried away,’ i lie. ‘let me make it up to you.’
i take my hand back, before she starts thinking about payback and biting on my fingers. i lift myself off of the bed, straddle her calves and start rubbing the cheeks of her butt, slowly with tender squeezes. my thumbs dig stealthily into the crack of her ass, probing but not touching any of her hottest spots. i slowly retreat my hands to the outside of her hips, still massaging her warm skin while i bend over to kiss her butt.
after kissing my girl’s hips, ass and upper thighs, i run my tongue from the lowest point of her crack to the small of her back. i hear her sharp intake of breath, i’m tickled. i give her open mouthed kisses with liberal tongue back down her ass, i’m seeking her asshole. she knows it. i start lapping at her ass, my tongue swiping over her anus. she moans sofly, soaking in the sensation. a few minutes of this and i can smell her scent, musky and sexy.
‘like that, honey,’ i ask?
‘feels wicked,’ she breathes. i smile, my dick’s hard.
‘i want to put my tongue in deeper. come on over here,’ i command. i slap her butt and climb off her, kneeling at the end of the bed and pulling her to me. i’ve both ankles in my hands and i’m dragging her to me.
‘what are you doing,’ she asks, feigning irritation?
‘making love to you.’ she allows herself to be pulled to the edge of the bed. i pull her knees until they’re almost at the edge. ‘up on all fours, baby.’ she complies, i cross her legs at the ankles. i climb up to give her a quick kiss on the mouth before i settle in behind her back on the floor, her feet between my legs. i pull my dick out of my boxer-briefs and place it between her two feet. i want her to know she excites me.
leaning forward, my dick still captured between her feet, i put my face into her ass. my hands rest on her butt and i push lightly. my girl settles her head and shoulders back onto the mattress, her ass moving forward as she does. i start working my tongue up and down her asscrack again, licking deeply.
‘honey, if you’ll spread your ass cheeks for me, i can get inside you.’ she honors my request and reaches back with both hands, opening herself for me. i show her my love by kissing and sucking on her asshole. i nibble and tongue her, planting intimate kisses where none have ever flattered her before. i’m so close now, she’s so wet and smells delicious. i want to taste her pussy, but i can wait. for her, i will wait.
‘do you want my tongue inside you,’ i tease?
‘yes,’ she moans. sexy, darling, so sexy.
‘just ask and i’ll do anything for you,’ i say. she doesn’t ask, she will though. if i do this right, she’ll tell me exactly what she wants. i’ll do it without delay once she makes a request, i’m here only for her.
her feet are massaging my dick, have been since i put my mouth on her asshole. i’m too close to coming and i have to take it away from her. i uncross her ankles and spread her knees. she takes her hands off her ass and makes to move them to her sides.
‘no, baby, i want to suck on your cunt now. you want me to suck you,’ i ask?
‘god, yes,’ she says, holding herself open again by spreading her ass for me. i’ve never seen her so wet, her pussy’s soaking and i haven’t even given it the attention she deserves.
i place my hands on my knees, not touching her. leaning forward, i run my tongue up and down her pussy’s lips. she’s tangy and delicious, fluid and dripping. my lovely presses back, wanting me deeper. i lean backwards, staying shallow and teasing. i take some quick flicks at her clit, trying to start a fire. there’s so much heat and she’s close to combustion.
‘god,i need you inside me,’ she moans.
‘open for me, honey.’ she moves he
r hands from the top of her hips to the tops of her thighs and pulls herself open for me. i hear her pussy-lips parting and see that she’s wide open and wet for me. i reach between her legs with both arms and grab a tit in each hand, nipples clenched between the second and third fingers of each hand. i squeeze firmly on her tits and pull her back into my face. my nose is buried inside her cunt and i lock my mouth around her clit, sucking gently at first.
‘mmmmm,’ she moans. she starts lightly rocking her hips, grinding her pussy into my face.
‘god, yes, baby,’ i moan into her cunt. she’s so close and i wonder if she can sense my desire. i wonder if she knows how much i love her. i try harder to show her. my girl’s cunt is starting to flirt with my nose, nibble at it. she’s melting on my face and i’m hard as a rock. i suck harder on her clit, taking as much pussy into my mouth as’ll fit. she groans and rolls her hips, pulling her clit out of my mouth and centering her cunt over my tongue. it’s time to feast on her cum.
i pull deliberately on her tits and squeeze with my hands, pinching her nipples and mashing her tits together. all the while i’m pulling her body into my face. i release her clit and push my tongue as deeply into her cunt as i can, my nose buried in her ass. i start to tongue-fuck this gorgeous woman, bringing her off. this woman’s aching cunt starts to kiss me back. first she opens until i can’t reach the depths of her, i lick all around and as much as i can. then her pussy starts to nibble and tease my tongue, timing its own carresses with her breathing and orgasms. i’m in heaven.
i follow her breathing and motions, reading her body’s lust. when she starts to come down, i recapture her clit and suck and lick it to set her off again. i stick my tongue in her to give her something to hold onto while she’s coming. i know it’s not as deep as she likes, it’s only my tongue. i have a hard dick i’m aching to put inside her. it’ll keep and i know she likes to give as good as she gets, that’s how she’s kept me. i smile. i wonder if she can feel me smile in her pussy, in the middle of her orgasm. i renew my efforts and start moving my head around her cunt, i want to lick all the places i may have missed.
she’s grinding her cunt into my face now. her breathing is coming in gasps. my hair is matted to my forehead and her juices are dripping down my chin to land on the mattress wetly. my tongue is achingly tired but i keep it buried inside her.
‘i need your dick inside of me,’ she gasps between orgasms. the teasing is over, i’m here for you, lover.
i let go of her tits and pull my face out of her backside. grabbing her hand i pull her around and have her lay on her back, head hanging over the bed. i mount her face, sliding my dick into her mouth. i wonder that this isn’t what she meant, i know she wanted my dick in her cunt.
‘is this where you want me, baby?’
she answers by grabbing my hips with both hands and pulling me into her face, swallowing my cock. i know she’s relishing having a hard dick in her mouth, feeling it move in and out more intimately than having it in her cunt. that’s how i feel when i’m eating pussy, feeling and tasting what my dick experiences. her mouth feels exquisite.
taking one hand from my hip, she moves it between her legs. sucking my dick and fucking my eyes, such a good lover she is.
‘do you want me to cum in your mouth, honey,’ i ask? kinda silly to ask, i think, she’s got her mouth full.
Introduction As many readers know, Stepdaddy's blog consists primarily of the "Dear Stepdaddy" advice column, a sort of hebephilic Ann Landers, if you will. Of course, these are all just the fantasies of my correspondents, and my fictionalized responses. This collection takes its place as the second Annual of these letters, the second of what I hope will be many more in the years to come. However, that depends upon you. Please send me your "fictionalized" letters, to fuel the flame in...
This story is papers taken out of Heather’s diary. It is a prequel to: (A Phone Call: https://xhamster.com/stories/a-phone-call-603190). You can read the two stories in any order you like._________________________________________________________________Dear diary,Today was my father’s funeral. I’m so sad that he left us. I can’t believe that we lost him suddenly like that! He was caring, tender, and kind. He was the best dad and the best man I’ve ever seen or heard about. How did he work as a...
Synopsis: This could be fiction, There are sections that dwell on sexual domination; By my definition a joyous state of mind, should you disagree with my perspective, by all means go elsewhere and DON'T READ ON !! Dear Diary - ForwardMy name is Danial Martin, Dan. How we got here is and isn't really all that complicated, think of it as a some what normal evolution of events, more than a social experiment, but it's more something I just stumbled into perhaps, or was I cleverly led,...
Dear Stepdaddy, I'm in eighth grade and now I got a problem. It was all fine until last summer when Mom married Roy, my new stepdad. No, it ain't what you think, Roy's not fucking me. Though I know my age's not bothering him, since he is screwing my friend Tabby. He doesn't know I know, but her and I tell each other everything. The problem with Roy is that he makes me get good grades. Mom never cared much, but Bob says if I don't get good grades, he's gonna make me go to summer school...
1 April 2021 Ms Cum GirlCum CottageLower Snatch DrippingCunnyshire Dear Ms CumIt has been brought to our attention here at 'The Daily Heil Publishing Corporation' that the saddo website you're so fond of frequenting is hosting an international competition, and that as a saddo of minor repute and standing we expect you to fly the flag for this Sceptred Isle. All of us here at 'The Daily Heil Publishing Corporation' are rabid acolytes of the tousle-haired cockwomble and sport huge, throbbing,...
Fetish1 April 2021 Ms Cum GirlCum CottageLower Snatch DrippingCunnyshire Dear Ms CumIt has been brought to our attention here at 'The Daily Heil Publishing Corporation' that the saddo website you're so fond of frequenting is hosting an international competition, and that as a saddo of minor repute and standing we expect you to fly the flag for this Sceptred Isle. All of us here at 'The Daily Heil Publishing Corporation' are rabid acolytes of the tousle-haired cockwomble and sport huge, throbbing,...
Gay MaleDear Kiki, I've heard that you often give advice to people with sex-type problems, and that you can be really wild and uninhibited sometimes, so I thought you'd be ideal to help me with my husband Gerald. We've only been married for a few months, and yes, I know Newlyweds have to go through a Period of Adjustment, but I really don't see how I'm going to work this out without some Expert Advice! Gerald's nice-looking, in 'a sort of soft, boyish way, but I must admit that what really...
DEAR DIARY I awoke on the filthy mattress and looked around the darkened room. The dim glow of the street light peaking thru the dirty slats on the windows blinds. The quick moving hoards of cock roaches skittering across the thread bare carpet. Sitting up I realized what had happened last night. There were bruises and ugly raised welts all over my aching body. My tits were in terrible pain with dried blood...
Sun 10/17/04 I feel foolish writing in this book. I've never kept a diary before. I don't even like the word "diary". It is a silly word. A child's word. I think I made a new friend a little over a week ago. His name is Ricky. I am writing this on his advice. He says it will help me cope with my emerging feelings. So, here I am, trying out his advice. It can't hurt, right? Okay then, here it is. These first entries will be very long Dear Diary. So many new sensations, longings,...
This story and all it contents and names are fictional.January 1st.Dear diary,This is my first diary entry ever, so I suppose I better tell you about myself. My name is Ashley, I'm 19 years old. I have long blonde hair with blue eyes. I think of myself as a very attractive girl. I like to stand in front my full length mirror and admire my naked body and of course play wife myself, I love looking at my pussy when I orgasm, sometimes my juices even spray on the mirror, I lick all my juices off my...
IncestDec 3 2015 Dear Diary, I love my FB friend, but I’m afraid, I’m married and he’s seven years younger. It’s hard to believe how soon everything happened, seems as if yesterday that Ajay sent me a friend request on Facebook and started chatting with me. In no time we became close, I shared my joys and sorrows with him and he did the same. This brought us so close in a year’s time that he got some courage to propose me. And even though I told him no and tried to make excuses like age and me being...
I awoke on the filthy mattress and looked around the darkened room. The dim glow of the street light peaking thru the dirty slats on the windows blinds. The quick moving hoards of cock roaches skittering across the thread bare carpet. Sitting up I realized what had happened last night. There were bruises and ugly raised welts all over my aching body. My tits were in terrible pain with dried blood caked around my raw nipples. Sitting up on the bed I became dizzy and peered about looking for...
Dear Cum Lush,My really hot wife recently fell down the stairs and the police couldn’t prove it wasn’t an accident, so that’s good. Anyway, she bonked her head and now she thinks she’s sixteen.The sex has been fantastic, although I think her mind is still degrading, because we’ve gone from, “are your parents home,” to “is your wife home,” to “is Mom home” and she keeps shouting, “Oh, Daddy,” which is kind of hot, except for when one of the neighbors called Child Protective Services.My question...
Wife LoversSeptember 1 Dear Diary, First of all, let me introduce myself, my name is Becky Ford and I can't believe I started my last year of high school today! I learned that there are over 600 students in my class, and over 2400 in the whole school, I doubt I'll ever get to know all of them, I just hope to recognize a few of them!!! They said that the senior year is the easiest one of all, I don't believe it!!! My locker mate seems nice enough, but we don't have any classes together, so I only see her a...
EroticI think we can all heave a huge and much-needed sigh of relief at the knowledge that we've all nearly reached the end and there isn't much more of this shit. So, splash yourself out a glass of pink poison, give it a little swirl in the glass so it refracts the light, and then chuck it down your throat not letting it touch the sides on its way down. Just consider it a medicinal necessity. And with that, let's go 'to the letter'. Dear Crumbs in the bed Girl,I am fucking a "hot wife" almost every...
Wife LoversHe knew he was really trespassing by reading her diary, but he couldn’t help it. He was astounded at what he found in there, written only this week, too. “Dear Diary, I got a carrot from the fridge and peeled it smooth this evening. I felt so naughty! I brought it upstairs tonight and tried to break my hated hymen with it, but when I got in my hand and started rubbing on myself down there, it was just too gross, and I had to stop. Then I was too embarrassed to bring it back...
In the wash of new light, Tristy sat in a boring lesson. Yawn."Waverly, Waverly, Waverly," Tristy sang to herself in a daze. Oh, with Tristy and her dear Waverly currently walls apart, Tristy longed for her girlfriend's presence. With her hands on her cheeks, her elbows on the desk, Tristy rocked her head from side to side as she dreamt of her dear Waverly."Tristy, focus!" Michelle, the Arts Professor, snapped at a dreaming Tristy in order to wake her up. "You won't get anywhere by...
LesbianDear Judge, Now I was supposed to write you this and explain how come the woman I accidentally did was not illegally done after all. What she was turned out to be the party of the first part of the party. I been told I was supposed to use legal words because that is what the defrocked lawyer that went to a mail order law school and has a real diploma and everything and is in...
Pushing the food around my plate, hardly satisfied, I am hungry, starved indeed. But unable to taste a morsel. It’s only been a week, yet the days seem to go by like years, waiting. ‘I hope he can write soon,’ thinking to myself, looking over the dessert trolly parked all too close to my corner table. The stout waitress, hovering over me asking, ‘Would you care for anything from trolly dear?’ ‘I’m sorry, did you say something?’ I say eyeing the older, heavyset woman. ‘Yes, would you like...
Dear Kiki, My name is Bob, and I've never written to you before, but I understand you often give advice to people who find themselves in strange sexual situations, and I need your help with something. I've been seeing a girl named Lorna, and basically she's everything I ever looked for in a woman: Sweet, sexy, good-looking, athletic, and with a wild sense of humor! Maybe too wild! I first met Lorna on a camping outing with some mutual friends. All through the 4-day trip, she...
Dear Steven, I know you list your stories as PETTYBOX, but always think of you as Steven in my fantasies, so I will keep it that way. I first read your Steven "Sig" Grayson stories when I was away from my home. I work in sales and spend 2 or 3 nights a week away and I began getting horny almost the first night I spent in a hotel away and alone. I love your perspective and style of erotic writing only because you don't get off the path of reality. Everything is feasible, where so many other...
Dear Atnas, Please Make Me A Girl A little boy writes to a magical spirit about his wish to become a girl. Again when he's older, and again after he becomes a man, and... 1. (From the bedroom of Nick Walters, aged 7) dear atnas please make me a girl my name is nicholas andrew walters i am in elemntree school i am a boy i want to be a girl mommy says you are a magik and i should write eltters to you in the tree and you will grant my wish i want to be a girl they are pretty and have...
Dear Mom and Dad: Well, by now you'll have been notified long ago, but this message will confirm it: your little girls were picked up a month ago. Just like you told us to do, we both went to try to get a sponsor. Tiffany's sponsor is some guy with a 7.4 CAP score. She's with her best friend Katie and some couple with two kids about eight and ten. My sponsor is Gerry, a really nice guy with a 6.8 CAP score who is going to be doing Technical Analysis of the Swarm's stuff. My sister...
The other night, after our exchange of e-mails, I asked my daughter Beth if she ever thought about sex. She said, in typical teen fashion, "Mo-om!!!" But then she admitted that she had become interested in her developing body and had played with herself a little bit. I asked if she would mind showing me her body, and she giggled, but eventually lifted up her t-shirt and let me see her young breasts. They are still cone shaped and pointy at the tips. . .a lovely mouthful to be sure. I got...
(Of course, everyone here is over 18. He was 22. I was 21. So, it’s okay to talk about sex. He agreed to share these letters we saved with you.) * Dear Boyfriend, Don’t think because I don’t use your name that I’m recycling this letter. I have only one boyfriend, you, and I know your name. I said it in your ear last night, just before I bit your earlobe when you made me come. Thank you, BTW. Also, I think it was a good idea that we adopted the rule that we thank each other when we give...
Dear Diary, Hello again. This is Reena. The mom. Hope your tummy is being filled enough with my family’s regular entries. At first, I had to force my daughters to write down their sex stories. They were not interested at all in the beginning. My elder baby Sindhu was shy to even think about the idea. Now, the tables have turned. They are more than willing to update each and every experience they have had. I couldn’t be more proud. Prakash was so happy seeing his daughters making their foray...
Note: The following is a letter to my dear friend Amanda after a night I spent with her boyfriend Jake. Jake recently confessed to Amanda that he enjoyed when she dominated the sexual aspect of their relationship. He encouraged her to experiment in light bondage and role reversal. Now, Mandy is a sweetheart and tried her best to be accommodating, but confided in me that she felt somewhat uncomfortable trying to be a dominatrix, even if she did enjoy the control that she now exerted in the...
Hello dear husband, she said, never looking back. Could you come over here and take that down from the shelf for me? She pointed to a bottle of bleach on a high shelf. It wasn’t his fault that George had just gone out to the hardware store, telling Jim, his teenage helper from down the street, that he’d be back in an hour, maybe two. Why don’t you straighten up the workbench in the basement? He’d told the boy. So Jim went down to the basement and as he passed the door to the laundry room, Cindy...
This morning I popped down to Pret a Manger to meet up with my good friend Albert Einstein for a slice of red velvet cake with a vanilla butter-icing topping and a medium cappuccino on the side. "Albert Einstein," I hear you say in a somewhat incredulous tone. Yes, Albert Einstein! THE Albert Einstein. I gave you all a perfect opportunity to invite me out for a yummy little Pret-fest back in Dr Flappyduck, but did any of you offer? Did you fuck, so it's just me and Albie yet again for our...
CrossdressingMarch 15 A disturbing development — my son has started staring at my breasts and sometimes "accidentally" touches them. He asks me questions that show he knows very little about female anatomy. I believe ignorance about sexuality can lead to major problems in life, so I got an illustrated book about the human body, and we sat down together with it. The book made me realize I didn't know all that much myself, but more than him at least. My problem is that now he wants me to show him. I point...
"Cut and print it," the booming voice of the Director carried across the sound stage. The four actors on the set, a depiction of a typical mid-American household, froze in place. They had been at it for over an hour now, trying to finish a scene that seemed plagued by one glitch after another. The Director paused for a moment more, then said to their relief, "Okay people, that's a wrap for today." "Thank God," Brooke Hudson said to herself, thankful to get out from under the hot...
This story was previously posted on this site. The text below has been re-edited. *** ‘You’re a heartless bitch,’ he shouted as he stuffed his male parts into the jeans he had just snatched on over his legs. He yanked the fly closed and grabbed his T-shirt off the floor. Cramming his arms into the sleeves, he yanked it over his head, dragging it down to cover his torso. ‘They’re right about you. You’re the queen of glaciers.’ He dropped into a chair and pulled his shoes onto his feet without...
As the curtains drew back they reveled the big white screen. Darcy squirmed in her seat a little. She hated the seats at the theatre just as much as she hated the previews. Although they did give her plenty of time to reflect on everything that her mind was still trying to process. This week had been really hard on her fragile soul. Sitting on both sides of her was her really good friends. Voices in her head were constantly asking…do they know? The voices were very persistent and just...
DEAR BROTHER By GENEVA A young woman, Louise, is offered the chance by her rich brother to take revenge on a former seducer. She accepts and their scheme is successful, but she begins to have second thoughts. The background of this story is that of my three earlier stories 'Pretty Edith,' 'Plaything' and 'Remodelled', but written from the point of view of the character Louise. START I stared glumly at the road ahead as I turned onto the exit from the airport heading to the...
A widower is seduced by his teenage daughter. (M/f-teen, ped, inc, exh, 1st, oral, mast, anal, rom)***I guess it was all my fault. My wife walked out on my daughter and me, four years ago. Kasey was only ten at the time. My Ex had found a new life and one day when we got home she was gone. A note that didn’t say enough was on the kitchen table. My daughter took it very hard. Me, I never saw it coming.When my wife first left, our daughter was so upset she got in the habit of climbing into bed...
I know it has been a while since I have written you. I have to admit, I have missed you. all the secrets you and I share. You know so much, and yet I feel it is because I can confide in you that I push the limits of morality. To what end does this stop? Are you destined to find your way into the hands of those who would ruin me? Or perhaps I am to go on in this fashion forever, going deeper and deeper into the rabbit hole. It really doesn't matter, does it? No matter the outcome, it is clear...
I know it has been a while since I have written you. I have to admit, I have missed you. all the secrets you and I share. You know so much, and yet I feel it is because I can confide in you that I push the limits of morality. To what end does this stop? Are you destined to find your way into the hands of those who would ruin me? Or perhaps I am to go on in this fashion forever, going deeper and deeper into the rabbit hole. It really doesn't matter, does it? No matter the outcome, it is clear...
The last time I remember having used or even seen my old diary was about four years ago, after my husband and I got married and found a new home. It was a new start for me, I did not feel the need to have to mark down every single event of my married life. I was on a path into a new territory, and I would remember everything. Every minute, day, and occurrence, every happy moment, probably every bad moment, too, everything would get imprinted in my memory. Or so I thought. Years went by and I...
12:45 PM Dear diary, its Austin again. Nothing new to report, except that I got stood up once again. Seems she had some important meeting that she had to attend. Her last words to me were, ‘Don’t wait up’. I guess it’s pretty obvious this is going to take all day and now my plans are wasted. It’s not so much the meeting as much as the timing. She knew I had this day planned. She didn’t know what I was planning, but she knew it was planned none-the-less. So here I am, writing to you once...
Dear Diary,Terri's parents arrived today, needing somewhere to stay on their way to their holidays. Bugger. Was hoping to have a nice night of passion with Colin. But we ended up going al fresco instead, and I'm sure someone was watching us. bloody certain of it. But I'm getting ahead of myself...Colin arrived, just as I was putting the kettle on. How he does it, I'll never know; it's like he's got radar for the kettle. I hugged him, gave him a peck, and filled him in on the situation.We dished...
Dear Grandpa, it’s been a week since I have last seen you, and I can’t tell you how much I miss you. Our long walks in the woods, and talking about our wonderful loving family. But more then missing see your handsome face each day, I miss waking up in your arms every morning after a night of wonderful love making.I now know why mom send me to you, she wanted me to have the same kind of love that you give her, when she was my age. A man that would show me how to love. I will always hold the time...
Dear Diary, That day, my eyes were closed slightly. Lips open, welcoming his sweet mouth to kiss me. Both my arms were encircling his muscular body. We both were lying down on the long dining table naked. Both cuddled up cozily. I was literally pinching his shoulder, unable to hold myself steady from all the sex. My breasts were already loosened from all the pinching and pressing. His right hand was cupping my left boob and his left hand was holding my head in the back, pulling me closer...
IncestDear Diary, I am typing this now as I’m watching my sweet hubby fucking my daughters. I took a break just now from giving a prolonged blowjob to my husband for almost 20 minutes and the bottom part of my tongue is aching from it. I wanted to relax for a bit before joining in the action, drink some water, and I also needed to give some time to my daughters to enjoy as I’m not selfish enough to have the fun all by myself. My younger daughter has already started to complain about me, blaming that...
IncestDear DiarybySion Sierra©I was asked to write this story by a friend. I do hope that you like it. I would appreciate any feedback you would care to give.Chapter 1I shouldn't have done it, but I had to. My daughter was acting even weirder after her Eighteenth birthday. It was only a month ago, I just figured she just thought she was a full blown adult. So here after I heard her scream she was leaving for school, I ran downstairs to give her money for her lunch. She was already gone. I entered the...
Dear Dirty Diary In the second week of October, a furnace inspector informed Louise we needed a new fuel oil tank and pointed out that the current furnace could never heat our attic apartment. A heating contractor quoted $15,800 for a new high efficiency unit with central air conditioning. The bed and breakfast income had been nominal at best for our first season so we had a situation on our hands. Neither Doug nor I wanted to forsake our spacious attic for the cramped but warm guest rooms...
Dear Dirty Diary, I tried to relax but every thought led back to my ongoing string of bad luck. I thought back and brooded yet again over the theft of my car and the loss of my laptop computer. I got the car back after a week or so but the computer, with my shameful little diary in it was nowhere to be found. Then three weeks later, after the insurance claim gave me a new one, the police department phoned to tell me my computer had been recovered. I seriously considered getting it back, until...
Dear Dirty Diary, A few days and Doug and I were shopping in the mall. We went into a restaurant for a coffee. To my surprise, we saw my sweet Louise who, as it turned out, was a hostess there. When our eyes met, her shone dark and sparkling. Her nipples swelled and poked through the bodice of her blouse. We flirted back and forth with coy little glances to the point where I licked my top lip as my mind swam through delightful little memories of her. When she spontaneously gave me a big warm...
Thursday, January 4th, 2018 Dear diary, Fuck you. And fuck you too, Dr. Swalley. Friday, January 12th, 2018 This is the stupidest shit I've ever done, I swear to god. Fine. Fine. For Kiera. "You don't talk much, Tony," she says. I mean, no shit. What's there to talk about? I just get mad, okay? Who doesn't? It's all bullshit. Trying to keep ahead, listening to your coworker's crap, all those fuckin' people on the road that don't know how to drive. Kiera...
Dear Sister AmandaBy: Londebaaz Chohan Aaah! The fucking little pleasures of simple siblings activities converting into stories. A very normal Saturday almost noon time, Curtis had started to watch a ball-game, lying on the floor of the family room, while Amanda his 2 years elder sister sat on the sofa behind him. Parents had divorced couple of years ago and mother was away for her business trip, not expected to return before coming Wednesday evening. Curtis was a student at the Lehigh High...
When I was smaller than my current five foot and maybe one inch I used to have an eagle-eyed Sindy doll. If I remember correctly, which is very unlikely, she'd gouged her eagle-eyes from a Special Boat Service Action Man (GI Joe) that she'd been carrying on with on the side. Now most Sindys were middle class housewives in waiting but not mine. Oh no. Mine was a white trash council house gold digger who with her eagle-eyes could spot a slut-whore outfit up to a thousand feet away across a...
HumorLetter 1 - Guilty By Accident Dear Judge, Now I was supposed to write you this and explain how come the woman I accidentally did was not illegally done after all. What she was turned out to be the party of the first part of the party. I been told I was supposed to use legal words because that is what the defrocked lawyer that went to a mail order law school and has a real diploma and everything and is in here on bad check charges said I should do. But I don't know any of that fancy lawyer...
I was satisfied once my son’s bottom was a bright and rosy pink, and he was quaking and shivering after the spanking I gave him. My daughter stood next to him. Her panties and shorts were around her ankles, and her well-padded behind was offered up to me submissively. I couldn’t see between her slightly parted butt cheeks the way I could Michael’s pert little ass. Courtney had a perfect bubble butt just like mine. She has curly blonde hair, but in many ways, we look very similar in the...
November 3 Dear Diary, It's getting cold outside! I love the holidays, but I have more pressing things to think about right now! Gary keeps wanting to fuck us, and we keep putting him off! I can tell that Emma is really close to giving in to him, she is so in love with his pecker!!! I'm not saying that Hillary and I aren't turned on to his cock too, it's just that Ems has turned into a little "cock hound"!!! When we have our masturbation sessions in her room, she has graduated to larger and...
EroticAuthor: Slaveboyusa Please send comments to: [email protected] Title: Thief of Hearts Summary: At age 38, Tina Harlot is ready to settle down. But, what you don’t know about her is that she is an international jewel thief. She has stolen priceless diamonds from all over the world. But, she has not captured the most valuable jewel of all, the human heart. Tonight, Tina does her final job. It is 6pm on a December night and Tina Harlot is perched on the roof a Central City bank. There...
Muemen opened his eyes and lay enjoying the familiar and constant roll of the sea. The hazy gray light of early dawn seeped into his dark cabin through the cracks and edges of the door and thin brown curtains of the lone, paneless window. He rolled from his hammock and stretched his stiff muscles, scrounged through his bare pantry for a quick breakfast of blue tubers and a few sardines, and sat himself at his small table before the window. He peeked outside as he ate, the sun had not yet broken...
i wlk in the your office and sit on the tablein shoes socks shorts and boxers waiting for you to enter Haywee Heart Attack
Beneath me I could feel her. Her breath such a silk as it caressed my neck, the tender kisses falling from our lips to meet each other’s bodies, our necks. She paid close attention to there, just gently letting her kisses touch against my skin and running them up and down my neck. Then she turned her attention up to my face, the kisses, so sweet, connecting with my cheek and meeting my lips in the softest of ways felt like a bliss that shouldn’t ever end. Our lips parted and she entered me with...
It was not too far from the middle of nowhere. I stood beside the rented truck, arms folded protectively against the wind, eyes searching the landscape for any sign of life. North, south, nothing but pale, dead fields. East, west, only a slim gray road. Both views for as far as the eye could see. ‘Well, Sanvalle is about ten miles west.’ I turned quickly to face the only other soul on this desolate patch of land, and the only person I’d spoken to in over eight hours. ‘Straight down this road,’...