Donny N Marie
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Donny's Lessons from MomEver since he had returned from the farm, Donny had watchedhis mother for signs of sexuality. Until that point, Donnyhadn't even thought about her having a sex life. She wassimply his mother, a person who was always there. As far ashe had been concerned, she might as well have been asexual.Of course, he knew that she and his father must have engagedin sex to conceive him, but beyond that he hadn't thoughtabout it. That his mother might have a sex life, that shemight,...
Donny and I were neighbors. I was maybe six months older, but a lotbigger and a lot more developed than he was. I sort of looked out for Donny.We had become best buddies, schoolmates, and jocks. Both of us wereon the same baseball team and swim team. We often spent overnights at each other's house, and had jerked off togetherover a girlie magazine. Donny had expressed his jealousy because my dick wasbigger than his. He was watching when I first shot a load. We Comparedsizes. Donny envied me,...
Marie arrived home two days after she'd left school. She went straight to the front door, figuring she could grab her luggage later. She wanted to get the confrontation with her parents out of the way.Their contact since she had left for school had been limited to a few text messages and an occasional email. She walked up to the door and tried to open it, she was surprised when her face slammed into it. Her parents were home, both cars were in the driveway, but the door was locked which...
College SexCHAPTER 1 Donny London couldn’t understand the fuss some people made about sex, proclaiming its social popularity would end civilization prematurely, killing off millions through STDs. Of course there were the optimistic diehards who proclaimed it as the elixir of life. Well, being a courier guy with a vehicle too small in which to fuck comfortably, Donny could take or leave sex. He often bypassed opportunities because he was not over-fussed. He didn’t like sweating or having to tell a babe...
HOW IT ALL STARTED Part IV Marie It is the first day of the new school year. I've recently turned 18, and am in Year 13 - the year when I apply for college, take some pretty serious exams, and start my adult life. It is a year of promise and opportunity; but on this day, it also seems likely to be a year when I will have to navigate through a pretty difficult phase of my personal development. I've recently exposed my alter ego Katie to the world during the eighteenth birthday...
Marie and her Special Mom, Anna, were on a cruise around the Caribbean Sea. Their cabin was sumptuous and large, with wonderful furnishings and the very height of grand luxury.One morning, as the sun was just streaming through the curtains, Marie was awoken by Anna giving her a gentle kiss and saying, “Good morning, little one. I’ve arranged a special surprise for you today, so pack a bag, with enough for overnight, and we’ll head up to the top deck.”Marie blinked her eyes slowly, and looked up...
LesbianSeventy-one-year-old Marie was watching Timothy mowing her lawn. He was nineteen and did odd jobs for Marie. The son of Marie's friend Margaret.Marie smiled and thought to herself, "If only I was fifty years younger."She caught herself holding her breast. A finger on her nipple."Act your age," Marie said out loud.There hadn't been a man in Marie's life since her husband passed ten years ago. She had always been a sexual woman. Now her only pleasure came from ever-decreasing moments with...
MatureThis was not the family that I spent most of my time with, this was my biological fathers family, when I was born my Bio-dad (BD) ran and hid and forced my mom to reach out to his parents so they knew they had another grand child. He finally came around and would spend occasional time with me, but there was always the feeling that he despised having a child so young. On one of these visits I had rented some movies and was hanging out at my aunts house to watch them while BD was off working. ...
Some years ago a group of us through an internet chatroom used to meet up usually once a month at the London fetish fair and other fetish events in the general south east area.This meant that as we were real friends in kink the chatroom had a friendly welcoming respectful atmosphere generally. Newcomers could easily be welcomed and looked after.One of these newcomers was a guy called Chris. Like many of us he was based in the south east. The guy had lots of questions and as with many of us at...
Training Marie Training Marie ??????? When Richard decided it was time to marry, he specifically went to a smaller quiet town. A place where he could find a woman to mold into his idea of a perfect wife.? He moved into a good home on the outskirts of the rural town. Making it a habit of attending the social functions, Richard can meet the local young women.? His striking strong features were just one of his quality attributes that women saw the twenty-eight-year-old man. A tall handsome...
Introduction Harvey, relaxing in the hot tub, moaned at the work Marie was doing. She was under water sucking on his still working, nearly 60-year-old cock. His 33-year-old lover came up for air, laughing at the older man. Marie ran her fingers through her short, blonde hair, slicking it back. She straddled Harvey, guiding his cock into her. “You know, I’m surprised this thing still works,” Marie smiled, kissing Harvey’s balding head, her breasts dangling against his...
We didn't marry young like so many of our friends had; we were both twenty-five. We did well too, I worked an hourly blue collar job; made good money. She was little miss stay at homemaker. I'd thought we did good. Fifteen years worth of "I'd thought." Well, I'd thought wrong. My wife not only didn't love me, as I discovered; she'd actually held me in contempt, had for a long time, I guess. Worse, she still does; though now "I'm" in the driver's seat. Hell, looking back, maybe I...
Marie sobbed once and then held her hands up to Red Feather. He drew his knife and cut her bonds. Marie then pointed to the stream and Red Feather nodded. As she got up and turned to walk to the water. She screamed from the pain in her tormented feet. But, Marie gritted her teeth and got to the water where she waded in. The cold water was soothing to her feet, even if it was only temporary relief of sorts. Between labor pains, she managed to scrub herself reasonably clean. She also got her...
After a miserable night in the cold with only intermittent sleep, Marie awoke to a white world of frost. Her meager blanket provided little warmth and, still naked, she was shaking with cold. The sun was at least a half hour short of rising, but Marie had to get up and move around to get any semblance of warmth to return to her body. She went first for her morning ablutions at the stream and then kept moving, picking up firewood where she could. After the sun was several hours old, Red...
Marie was in a particularly naughty mood this morning, earlier she had masturbated to a delicious orgasm while spending some time on-line. It was only 10:00am, the kids were at her Mothers until 4:30 and she had the whole day to herself. She decided she would go out grocery shopping for awhile. Now some people might find grocery shopping tedious or boring, but Marie new how to make the most mundane tasks seem very erotic. She picked out a short red skirt, matching red shoes, and a thin white...
I met Anna-Marie through a mutual acquaintance of ours, and we quickly became almost best friends. We were constantly hanging out, whether that meant actually going out and socializing or just relaxing on the couch watching TV. And, man, was she attractive! She was not model-hot, but more like girl-next-door cute. Very appealing, nonetheless. She was only about 5'2", shoulder length brown hair, but she had a shapely body, very curvy, at least a C cup, and a super-cute ass. I met Amy within a...
As Jesse and Marie stepped off the levee and onto the landing stage of the Irish Princess, Jesse paused to marvel at the riverboat. Marie had said that three of the boats owned by her father were smaller, "packet" boats that carried lots of cargo and some passengers. This one was the pride of Sean's fleet and the one he captained. The Irish Princess was a large, "Cincinnati" class boat, that is, one of the large passenger boats built for speed and elegance. She was, in effect, a...
CHAPTER 1 The three principals of nut distributors Billings, Jolliffe and Oliphant, their wide range of tree and in ground products marketed under the BJO logo, had just completed interviewing the three top contenders for selection as the company’s replacement CEO. The previous CEO had absconded with an undisclosed amount of the company’s money. A professional bounty hunter and had found him living in New Guinea with two women and she recovered all but $27,430 of the money and left him in a...
She was on her third husband and had one son who was as old as I was and she had been giving me hard ons for over twenty years. Marie was five-foot even and weighed maybe one-twenty and a third of that was tits. Her bust size was thirty-eight and she knew they were attention getting and she displayed them accordingly. Low cut blouses were a staple in her wardrobe and when she waited on your table she made sure you got a good shot of her cleavage. I'm sure she thought that helped her get bigger...
I’ve been seeking some spiritual awakening lately. So the last thing I was looking for was to connect or reconnect with anyone. I didn’t expect to run into Lisa Marie at church of all places but there she was. I hadn’t seen her in more than 10 years. Her brother and I had been the best of friends growing up, so I knew Lisa Marie since she was about 10 years old. Both of us seemed surprised to see each other and we managed to get by with some small talk. She told me she was separated and had two...
To take her mind off her pain as she walked naked on a leash behind the Indian on his pony, Marie thought about her current lot. A fine fix I'm in now--naked, cut and bruised, torn and bleeding, and hurting all over, especially my feet. I don't think I can walk much further. But if they don't stop, I don't have much choice, they'll just drag me. And they would drag her; she was right about that. Indians usually had little or no respect for captives and even less if that captive was...
I'm a trusting kind of guy. I've been married to Ann-Marie for over twenty years now and in all that time I've never been unfaithful to her and I never even considered that she might not be true to me. Imagine my surprise when I found evidence that she was not only unfaithful, but unfaithful in a big way. During our entire marriage I had never — NEVER — gone into Ann-Marie's purse, and I don't believe that she had ever gone into my wallet. To me some things were just personal. One...
The memory of the first time he was allowed to enter her, to take her virginity, would never be forgotten. The picture in his head of the first time he saw his big, thick cock slowly enter her while she cried out both in pain and pleasure is something he likes to recall. That first night his thick cock completely stretched her tight little cunt to its limit. She begged him not to stop, but to go harder. She was feeling her little cunt getting filled and stretched for the first time and she...
Marie ist eine alte Bekannte. Du stehst schon auf sie seit der Schule. Sie ist immer noch ein Pummelchen, und mit der Pubertät bekam sie dazu die passenden Euter. Sie hat bald nach der Schule jemand anderes geheiratet. Schon immer war sie eine Reiterin und du wolltest ihr schon immer dienen. das kann ich mir gut vorstellen, dass du ihre reitstiefel abschlecken willst, an denen ein bisschen pferdescheiße und stroh klebt. und ich kann mir genauso gut vorstellen, wie sie da mit ihrem fetten arsch...
BDSMMistress Rose went rigid suddenly. Her body, previously relaxed on the sofa, jerked violently and she dropped the phone. I could hear the little voice on the end of it."Rose. Rose? You still there? ... Oh you bitch, you're coming aren't you! You got that boy's tongue working you over? Rose!"Up until now Mistress Rose had been talking away normally and her friend had obviously not gained any knowledge that Rose had my head between her legs under her flowing skirt for the last hour or so. Now was...
Anne-Marie lay back in the bath and thought about the days events. She had been pleasantly surprised at first meeting Tony, although when she had first seen him unshaven and in his sea going uniform, she was a little put off, but something about him she found very attractive. If she had to have a make believe husband, at least she thought, it was nice to have one who after a shower and a shave looked a bit dishy, and she would not have to pretend too much with him. The photographs she had...
Formality demanded on my calling on Anne Marie and her Father Lord Archer, in due course to introduce myself. Emily had somehow, through her contacts got me an invitation to a soiree at Lord Archers house on the eve of my formal visit. The estate was next to mine to the north and the hall was about three miles which was no real distance even over the rough roads and tracks. On entering the ball room and being formally introduced to Lord Archer the host. I had spied the Hon Anne Marie the...
The first time we are going to meet it will be in a secluded spot that we’ve decided was perfect for us. It was out of the way, quiet and pleasant. We have chatted online and exchanged letters for a while and had built up wonderfully, exciting expectations of how it would be the first time we’d make love. Our letters had gotten more and more passionate and exciting, the images each of us created for each other more than fantastic. I couldn’t wait to feel the touch of your lips on mine, the feel...
EroticCaptain Judson rose and walked briskly from the salon. Once on the promenade, he paused to peer upriver, ahead of the boat. Although it was full dark, by the light of a full moon, he saw another steamer some fifteen hundred to two thousand yards ahead. She appeared to be on fire! At that moment, a terrific explosion lifted the entire boat, at least the middle two thirds, out of the water as it blew the steamboat to shreds and splinters. Boiler explosion! Or some explosive cargo went up....
Jesse and Marie had their shakedown, learning period about trail travel in a wagon in the weeks it took to reach Monroe, Louisiana. Lots of little things had to be learned the hard way and some were never learned, but taught, once they joined up with two other wagon loads of seasoned travelers. Things like: how to scour cooking pans with river sand, how to properly bank a campfire for the night, why it was necessary to locate off the trail some distance when possible, how to rig a canvas...
Once her hubby leaves for work she again puts on her pickup cloths and heads out to find a different day bar.. After driving around a bit she finds what she's looking for, An out of the way quiet bar with only three cars in the parking lot.. She parks and gets out putting her jacket back in the car and rolling up her skirt ad makes her entrance going straight to the back and sits in a secluded booth facing the front.. The bartender serves her beer and welcomes her.. A couple min later the...
The evening before she was to begin her teaching career by taking over Sister Delores' eight grade class at Saint Agnes parochial school, Sister Ellen Marie examined the files of each of her students so she would be familiar with their backgrounds and be able to prepare her lesson plans to their abilities. After carefully reading each file she realized that there were a few very bright students, some that were middle of the road B and C students and then there was Shawn Miller who seemed...
My trip to Boston put me on Interstate 90 in Montana east of Butte. My Buick’s cruise control was set a couple of miles per hour above the posted limit and I slowly crept past a single motorcycle rider that was in the right hand lane. The bike didn’t look like a Harley, but it could have been. The rider was definitely a curvy lady. Women just sit a bike different than men. I think it’s because of their different hip joints. As I slowly passed her I couldn’t see much of her face because of her...
My friend and i use to go to a bar in old montreal , we we're outside to have a smoke , when suddenly it appears in front of me , a real hot bbw with so fucking big tits , she was wearing a small shirt and i saw her magnificient breast standing there , she was about to put on a jacket , so i said to her what you want to hide that beauty breast , she was blushing and laugh a bit ,and she come to talk with us , so for the end of that night we we're drinking togehter and have a good laugh , and...
Right from the very first time I saw Marie naked she was my ideal fantasy woman. She's my dad's youngest sister and only 7 years older than me, that first time was on holiday when I was 13 and she was 20. I hid so I could get a look at her getting changed and thought all my birthdays had come at once when she stood naked in front of me with her gorgeous tits and lovely hairy pussy in clear view.After she left I grabbed her panties to sniff and wank with, something I've done in the 15 years...
Authors note: This is a true story. The only thing changed was the names of those involved. ***** Finally, I got my friend home. I’ve successfully kept her from being arrested and thrown in jail. I’ve got her home, to her room and into her bed. She’s lying there crying her soul out, and having massive panic attacks. The grief of her lost child from years before, the anger at her drug addicted mother, the shame of having Heroin withdrawals, and the overwhelming despair that all those...
Marie had to work hard to earn money. Her English was not real good and she needed money and a lot to get fake tits so she could be a sexy female escort. Her slim body was not so attractive to the rich men needing a sexy big titted date for the evening. The girls with the big tits did earn a lot of money. Marie liked the idea of being with the rich men, young or old. She was a beautiful woman.She finally got enough money and went in for the surgery. She chose a DDD and knew that would attract...
I met Marie the old-fashioned way. Drunk, at a bar. To be fair, I was drunk and she was sober, but still, my drunken state led me to hit on her, which made her shoot me down. I still entertained her enough to get her number, and after a few days of sober texting and calling, she finally agreed to go out with me. We went out a few times and never progressed further than a good night kiss at the door. She was oddly reserved for a woman of her age (39), but definitely showed signs of passion in...
My name is Kelly-Marie, apparently my parents couldn’t agree on Kelly or Marie so I became a hyphenated child. About myself, I am rather large breasted, I will be covering their size later in this story. I married my high school sweetheart, football jock and current husband of some 300 plus pounds. Being large breasted I have not kept the figure that I had in school either, but no way have I allowed myself to go the way my husband has. Oh yes, this story is also about my son Jarred whom I...
My mother in law Marie moved in with my wife and I a few months ago. She is in her 70's and still a nice looking woman. Short gray hair, big saggy tits, incredible nipples and nice legs for an older woman. We always got along well, but I wasn't sure about her moving in as our k**s are grown and I like my privacy. She wore house dresses with no bra so her tits and hard nipples were always on display. One day she was sleeping on the couch, my wife was at work so I went to my office and started...
The Initiation of Anne-Marie By Rosemary Flowers "It must have been the amphetamines" I mused as I observed my image in the mirror. Why else would I have submitted to this crazy and possibly dangerous challenge? The vision that stared back at me in those unfamiliar clothes was not reassuring. In long blonde wig, absurdly short floral summer dress, high heels and black stockings I was the image most transvestites would die for; but unfortunately the current...
© Copyright 2003 My weekend guest had arrived early from Pullman and was comfortably ensconced in my dungeon. She was properly bound, but with one hand free to select from the array of sex toys I had placed within reach for her use as she watched a pre-programmed series of porn DVD's. I had promised her she could play with my slave, Amy, when she arrived later, but didn't want her wandering around the house since I was expecting some guys over for poker later that evening. I was...
Knocking on the door to what was supposed to be Nikolai’s apartment I waited anxiously for him to answer. After a few moments I heard a sexy, masculine voice saying just a moment in Russian. I hoped that it was Nikolai. I would know as soon as I gave him the code phrase, and he responded with the completion of the scripture verse. “Blessed be the Lord God of Israel,” I said quietly in Russian when he opened the door. “For he has visited and redeemed his people.” He replied in Russian...
My name is Marie and I am a 42 year old female who loves sex. I had learned to masturbate at an early age. I still do it a couple of times a day, even now. My husband satisfied me when he was around but he died about 3 years ago. I have always loved to masturbate and seem to enjoy it so much. I have a collection of sex toys and dildos which I use often. I keep two small hand towels on the arm of my chair and couch as I am a squirter and my pussy floods when I cum. I use them to put under me...
It was always her soft manner as well, always gentle, with such grace, suggested a highly sexual person but more in a role of deep understanding, not just lustful but more cerebral she made no apology for who she was, her boobs were massive and she didn't care if people looked, she got closer, this time invading my personal space"I'm so sorry she whispered"Her exposed boob now so close to my body, you can feel the aura radiating off her, not overpowering, just enough to be comforting. Her...
I'd waited over a week for Keith to come back online again. But he just seemed to have vanished. He had been a guest on the chat site, so I hadn't really considered him a serious prospect. Although he had been kinda cute and it could have been fun if he'd shown up again.In the absence of Keith I was amusing myself browsing the various porn chat rooms I frequent when I'd come across Marie. She'd advertised herself as single looking for fun, but I could see this wasn't true. She was clearly...
today i'm your aunty... aunt Joann mother has sent you to my house, to be my sissy maid for a day you are dressed accordingly....sissy maid uniform, very, very short, stocking tops showing...6" shiny black high heels, strapped on your feet, and locked. your tight corset, making your waist so narrow and feminine...your huge bust in a tight bra....maybe 42 HH...fully made up face...ultra thin brows...full eye shadows massive false lashes, and mascara on top....pale ,...
Hi, it’s me Arun again, with yet another experience. I can’t resist your comments and opening up all my secrets so far. Now I post my experience I had with my other aunt her name is Marie. This happened 7 years before. She was my fathers’ brothers’ wife. She is tall, fair and had ample boobs and ass. I have always fantasized of fucking her. Once they visited our place. That afternoon I was sleeping in the bedroom. My aunt came in after having bath, she had petticoat tied above her boobs which...
Incest"Oh, fuck James, Donnie, fill up my glass," I whined, putting it out."Gwen, I know you're hurting," Donne pointed out, slanting the bottle down and pouring the wine. "I'm just saying, don't go nuts.""I'm not going nuts, I'm getting drunk, there's a huge difference, Donnie," I groaned before turning my head. "You get me right, Eric?""He kind of has a point. We're on our third bottle now, and you've drunk most of the first two," Eric reminded me, rubbing my arm.Then they both...
ThreesomesOne of the first things Donnie noticed when he got back to school after the summer of his fourteenth year was that the teachers began to look more attractive to him than he had remembered. His sexual training with his parents during the summer had awakened his senses to the beauty of his female teachers and the masculinity of his male teachers. He was particularly attracted to his English teacher, and since Donnie was a good student he always chose a seat at the front of the class, close to...
VORWORT Die Idee zu dieser Story kam nach einem Bericht ?ber junge Transsexuelle im Fernsehen. Danach habe ich mich zu dem Thema ein wenig im Web umgesehen. Viele junge TS trauen sich nicht etwas zu ihren Problemen zu sagen. Oft gibt dann ein Crossdressing Ereignis erste Hinweise, ab dem die Dinge ihren Lauf nehmen, und schnell zu riesigen Problemen f?hren. Einiges des hier geschriebenen ist so ?hnlich tats?chlich passiert, ich habe es mit ein wenig Fantasie verbunden. Das Ergebnis ist...
MarieanneChapter 1Sir LavThis is a fictional story inspired by a slave girl I knew in Second Life by the same name. Some of it comes from her real life accounts but mostly from scenes she participated in that she recounted to me during our talks. I hope you enjoy the reading as much as I enjoyed writing it.The loud chirping from the alarm clock brought her to consciousness. Bright green eyes opened quickly almost in shock as she turned her head to look at the time, hoping she had not hit the...
This is not a story where you just start at the beginning, because somehow it does not have a beginning, it just happened, and it just seemed to get heavier and more lurid as the week went on.My name is Mariel, I am married to a man, whom I found out last week is a 'Swinger', and as I speak, I am in an elevator in a down-town hotel, heading to the room of a man I have never met, supposedly for breakfast.'Am I going to have to fuck this guy'?I was a smidgen angry, and bit more excited, but dared...
Babies have that smell that makes them appealing and cuddly to most adults. Most of us lose it as we grow older, developing other smells, from what we eat, and from our genes. Girls are naturally sweeter, we maintain that aura, but being unaware of our allure to men, we tend to aid it with perfumes and soaps, so when he commented that night as I lay in my bed, in the seclusion of the top floor of our house, “You smell so good,” he murmured and I noted his eyes were closed, as he did so and the...
Donnie's Bitch By Amanda Collsen Chapter 1 Secrets ? Amanda stood shocked and very angry watching her mother from the archway to the lounge room.? Angela Thompson was the same woman who only last week, had found her in a compromising position with her lover and had spewed forth a tirade of insults and abuse. She had called her daughter, ?A perverted whoring slut,? along with every other known derogatory term under the sun. Amanda quietly slipped back out of the room...
Chapter 7 Lunch time I had 2 hot dogs cut down the middle on the griddle with the buns toasted on the griddle along with them. Just as I finished eating Lucy asked me to come around to the kitchen. She showed me a few things while keeping watch on the counter, Donnie have you got a girlfriend, no mam, why not, well it was told around school that I was to big down there and girls should keep away from me. Lucy looked at me strangely, her voice was hoarse how big are you Donnie, Lucy told the...
We traveled down the Interstate going at a sedate pace with me honking frequently. Karen was talking and more animated than before. She admitted that Jennifer had inhibited her even before the vanishing. Karen said, “Jennifer was a sad, young woman. She was clinging to Jimmy almost desperately. I’m not sure they would have married. He was a distant cousin and he was becoming concerned about her emotional state. She had a troubled childhood and that seemed to take her over at times.” She shook...
She said, “I think I surprised you.” “Shocked would be a more accurate way to describe my feeling. However, please don’t think I am complaining. I’m not. I don’t pretend to understand but hope for enlightenment.” She grinned. “Brian, part of the reason isn’t polite but you are the best possible candidate for a partner to come along and there haven’t been many. On the more positive side, I find you pleasant to look at and possessed of a keen intellect. I like those things about you. I like...