Karen
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As Karen merged into the highway traffic, she put the car on cruise and threw the Unplugged/Clapton Chronicles into the CD player. Traffic on the road was very light, just perfect for getting her head together. Thinking back over the past year, she couldn’t believe all that had happened.
Karen had married her high school sweetheart thirty-four years ago. Health issues left her husband with erectile dysfunction that medication was not able to help. They had not had sex for about ten years, and now at the age of fifty-four, they were living in the same house as friends – at best. Although Karen thought that her own sensuality was long gone, lately she was feeling restless. To be blunt, she was feeling very horny. So much so, that she starting exploring the internet, looking for an outlet for these pent up emotions. It was there that she found a site that not only fulfilled her love of reading, but introduced her to the genre of erotic literature. She didn’t care what anyone thought, these were very talented people, writing about some things she had never even imagined. Her family would be shocked if they knew that the good girl, the responsible one, the one everyone turned to for advice, was now reading porn. After a couple of months of reading, she found the author’s list and if she found a story she liked, she could read more submissions by the same person. Karen ventured a little deeper into the site, registering as a member. She checked out the different forums, opening herself up a world she never knew existed. There were actual people out there, playing games, commenting on current events, displaying their creativity through images, and yes, posting ads on a personals page. At first, Karen just simply read the goings on, becoming familiar with some of the higher profile players. It was fun. It was interesting, and absolutely nothing she had experienced before. It wasn’t until a member posed a question she felt strongly about, that Karen finally posted a reply. “If you knew you would never be caught, would you cheat?” Frustrated with her life for the last few years, Karen sat at her keyboard and began to type. “If I knew I would never be caught, and could have just one night of passionate sex, then yes, I would“. Who would have thought that voicing her opinion would have brought forth such reactions? She never thought anyone would comment about what she had written, let alone send her messages to her site mailbox. Most of the messages she simply deleted, but there was one, just one that caught her eye. It was obviously from a man, she clicked on his name to read his profile. “InsaneCoffee” was his name, late 40’s, from New England , interested in boating, fishing, hiking, reading, and fun. I.C. had said, “One should never judge another, and if I knew I would never get caught, I would cheat, too. Would like to talk to you sometime, if you want“. Karen smiled. Thank god, he wasn’t another 20 year old boy, telling her what she needed. This guy was at least older, and definitely intelligent. A couple days later, another private message popped up, again from I.C. “I saw you checked me out. I hope you liked what you saw.” Blushing from her toes to her nose, Karen couldn’t believe what she read. How did he know? Gathering her courage, she put her fingers on the keyboard and began to type. “Dear InsaneCoffee, Yes, I did check you out. It was so pleasant to read intelligent comments from someone who is obviously also a sensitive person. I hope you don’t mind. Signed, KAM.” Taking a moment to read what she had written over and over again, Karen finally pushed the submit button. The next evening as Karen logged in to the site, a pm notification popped up. “Dear KAM, I don’t mind you checking me out at all. And I must say I like what I saw too. Do you ever chat on yahoo? Hoping to hear from you, IC”. That’s all it took. Within days, InsaneCoffee (Matt) and Karen were chatting, about everything. Their jobs, the towns they lived in, their love of boating, walking, music, books. It was as if they had been friends for years. Karen was an open book, confiding her frustration about her marriage. Matt, told her about his wife of 3 years, and the troubles they were having. They even exchanged pictures. It was all so nice, so innocent. He was the breath of fresh air that she needed in her life. No pressures, no innuendos, simply friendship. This went on for a couple of months before losing touch with each other during the holidays. Around mid-February, Matt finally contacted Karen. “Hello friend,” he wrote. “How are you? I’ve missed you. What’s going on?” she asked. “Things have gone from bad to worse, during the holidays. The wife wants a divorce,” he replied. Karen felt so bad for him. “OMG, are you okay? I know it’s stupid to ask, but is there anything I can do? Damn, I wish I were there just to give you a hug.” “Actually,” Matt wrote “I’m fine. Probably better than I have been for a year. But if you want to take a ride and bring me a hug, I would love it. LOL. You know, just talking with you makes me feel so much better.” And so it started once more. The chatting, the commiserating, the laughing, and yes, the flirting. The more they chatted, the more Karen realized just how much she looked forward to their nightly visits. One night Matt said, “Karen, maybe I’m way off base, but I would really like to meet you. I think that you and I would get along just fine. You have needs and so do I.” Oh god, thought Karen. Slowly she typed, “Matt, it goes without saying that I am attracted to you. Probably more than I have any right to be. But you don’t understand.” He replied, “What’s to understand? You’re not happy. You’ve told me that. You’ve been in a marriage that is a simply a friendship. You have no real relationship with him. When is it time for you to think about you?” “Matt, do you understand that I don’t know if I can be with anyone? I’ve only been with one man. We were each other’s first and never became creative lovers“, she thought for a moment. “After 10 years of not even kissing a man, I’m not sure that I am a woman, let alone know anything about what a man wants and needs.” Karen’s eyes welled with tears as she pushed send. Immediately Matt responded. “What? Are you nuts? Trust me Karen, you are all woman. You are soft and gentle, and a very sensuous person. And as far as pleasing a man, don’t you think you should expect to be pleased first?” It was with that statement that Karen realized that this was exactly what she wanted. She liked Matt, trusted him, and wanted him more than she thought was possible. The more fears she presented to him, the more he shot them down. “Look, I know you’re nervous, but I promise you, we will not do anything more than you are ready for. If it takes all day, all night, all weekend for you to even get up the nerve to kiss me, I am fine with that. If this is just two friends meeting to enjoy each other’s company, then it will be a great weekend. All I know is that I really want to spend time with my friend, a woman who just by asking me how my day was makes me feel more of a man then I have in a long time.” With that, the planning began. They would each drive 3 hours to meet in a neutral setting. They agreed to stay in the same hotel, but in separate rooms. Getting away from her husband was not hard. It’s not like he had any real interest in her life. She simply told him the girls at work were going away on a girl’s weekend. Karen did leave her information with a very close friend, for safety’s sake. She prepared by buying new lingerie, the type that she thought a man would appreciate. Although not young, Karen did her best to stay in shape. The nice thing was that she was not expecting George Clooney and he was not expecting Angelina Jolie. Good thing, neither of those people was going to show up. Before she knew it, Karen was turning her car into the parking lot of the Holiday Inn. She pulled up in front so that she could check in and be directed to her room. As she approached the registration desk, Karen couldn’t help but notice the tall, dark haired man at the counter. She stepped into a shadowed corner to watch. As she stood quietly off to the side, Karen heard him say, “A friend of mine will be checking in also. Is there any way you could arrange for our rooms to be near each other?” She knew instantly that it was Matt. “Matt?” she asked as she stepped closer. When he turned around, Karen was greeted by the most amazing laughing, blue eyes and dimples to die for. “You made it” was all he said. His hands reached out to take hers. He leaned forward and kissed her cheek, then stepped back and looked at her, smiling at the sight before him. Standing 5’5” tall, short blond hair and a warm smile, this was the woman that had captured his attention. The two apparently didn’t realize how long they stood looking at each other until the desk clerk cleared his throat and asked if they could finish registering. As they left to park their cars and find their rooms, Matt said, “Let’s go out and get some coffee. I want to spend the afternoon talking to you.” Karen smiled, knowing full well he was doing his best to put her at ease. “Give me 20 minutes, and I’ll come over to your room.” They spent the afternoon at a nearby coffee shop. It was so comfortable. They talked, laughed, teased, and listened to what the other was saying. Matt noticed it was after five o’clock , and suggested they go back and freshen up for dinner. “I did a little research and found a really great seafood place just down the road,” he said. As they walked back to the hotel, he reached for Karen’s hand. She curled her fingers around his, as they walked in silence. Their rooms were next to each other, Matt waited for Karen to open her door and then placed his hand under her chin. With her green eyes looking into his blue ones, he leaned forward and kissed her gently on the lips. “Thank you for a wonderful afternoon, and our first date. I’ll see you a little later.” He kissed her once more, this time lingering, but still only touching her under her chin. He pulled away and Karen went into her room and closed the door. Feeling better than she had in years, she ran across the room and jumped on the bed. She was smiling, laughing, blushing, and so looking forward to that night. When Matt arrived at Karen’s room, he smiled appreciatively at the woman who stood before him. She knew that his favorite picture of her was the one in a red top. She chose to wear it tonight, just for him. Matt knew what was under that red top. Karen had once confided that she bought a sexy, red bra that no one would ever see. Matt knew that tonight he would see it, he would see all of her. Karen smiled when she saw the look in Matt’s eyes. Although she had been nervous, that look immediately calmed her. To Karen, dinner was a blur. She didn’t remember eating or drinking anything. All she could do was look into Matt’s eyes, and think about the night ahead of them. The hotel was a short distance from the restaurant, and they walked close together in the brisk evening air. As they entered the hotel and headed toward the elevator, Matt whispered, “You know, we could go and have a drink. We don’t have to go up yet.” Karen entered the elevator and held her hand out to Matt. “No. We do have to go up now.” As the doors closed, Karen moved into Matt’s arms. His lips covered hers and her body melted against his. At that moment, no one else mattered. A kiss that started out soft and gentle was growing more heated as the bell sounded, they had arrived at their floor. Reluctantly separating, the couple walked silently down the hall to their rooms. Matt looked at Karen with a questioning look in his eyes. She turned to unlock her door and then looking over her shoulder asked, “Are you coming in?” Matt followed her in, not wanting touch her for fear of frightening her. Karen set her purse down on a small table, and proceeded to light some candles she had placed around her room. Matt knew how much she liked candles, he had also brought some, had they have ended up in his room. Karen turned to Matt, her eyes shining, smiling her beautiful smile. He stepped towards her cupping her face in his hands and kissing her deeply. Her arms made their way around his waist as she drew him close. Her mouth opened slightly as she moaned and Matt took full advantage by pushing his tongue in to meet hers. Karen’s hands worked their way up Matt’s back, and his dropped down to reach behind her, the soon-to-be lovers stood locked in the most perfect kiss. As if he needed to come up for air, Matt broke the kiss and buried his head in Karen’s neck. He whispered, “This is exactly the way I dreamed it, Karen. If this goes no farther, I will leave a happy man.” Karen turned her head into his neck, kissing her way up to his ear, to gently nibble on his lobe. “If you don’t mind, I’d like to freshen up a bit. Why don’t you take off your jacket and relax. I’ll be right back.” She pulled away and walked towards the bathroom, kicking her shoes into the corner. She turned and smiled once more and said, “Get as comfortable as you like”, before walking into the bathroom. Karen knew she wanted to this to be perfect. She stripped off her skirt and top, leaving her in her red bra and matching panties. She grabbed her black silk robe. “Damn”, she thought “Not all the walking or exercising in the world would ever turn the clock back on this fifty-four year old body.” She applied some more lotion to her legs and a sprayed a little more perfume. Turning out the light, she went to meet Matt. She entered to find him in her bed, blankets to his waist. He gasped in wonder as she walked towards him, her robe open to reveal her bra and panties. He watched closely as she walked around to sit on the bed next to him. He sat up straighter and slipped the robe from her shoulders to reveal her magnificent breasts, still encased in a bra cut so low they almost spilled out at him. He leaned forward and tenderly kissed the top of her cleavage – and kept kissing her slowly up her throat to her lips. He pulled her close, kissing her with a passion he had not known in a long time. As he kissed her, Karen gently placed her hand on the blankets over Matt’s lap. She felt him grow and stiffen underneath her touch. He a radiated heat she could feel through the coverings. Breaking their kiss, Karen stood and dropped her robe. She bent low, tempting him with her quivering breasts, as she slid the blankets down. Matt’s cock stood proudly, eagerly greeting her. Karen opened his legs and knelt between them. Matt lay back on the pillows as she bent toward him, looking in his eyes and smiling as she approached his cock to taste him for the first time. His eyes half closed, he watched her as she slowly began to lick his swollen shaft up and down. Covering him with her wet tongue, she traced every vein and crease of his manhood. She continued to tease all around the head of his cock with her busy tongue, for long moments before she took him into her mouth. Matt groaned with pleasure, to feel her warm, wet mouth on him. Karen bobbed her head up and down a few times before pausing to lick him again. Base to tip, and back again, and then down to his balls, she continued. She licked his taut balls and then gently took them into her mouth, swirling them around and around, rolling them and gently sucking them. As she let them slip from her mouth, she blew on them with her hot breath, then licked her way back up his shaft and took the bare, sensitive head of his cock into her mouth – and then deep into her throat. Karen sucked like a child nursing from its mother’s breast, working her tongue on him, sucking eagerly. Her hand went to Matt’s balls to fondle them while her mouth paid homage to his cock. Up and down, faster and harder, she sucked insistently, while gently squeezing his balls. She felt his body tense before his balls drew up tight, and knew he was close. She showed him no mercy, she looked in his eyes and quietly hummed, knowing exactly what that would do to him. She smiled around his shaft as he groaned and shivered at the sensation. The vibrations sent him over the edge. Matt’s balls tightened even more, and he grasped the blankets in his fists. His cock jerked as he released his hot seed down her throat. Karen savored the slick, salty spurts, reveling in the intimate feel of her lover orgasming in her mouth, she swallowed every drop, all the while looking at him – and he stared back at her through slitted eyes as he watched her enjoy his cum. When he finished, she made sure she had cleaned him thoroughly, gently licking and kissing away the stray drops with her warm tongue. As she came up on her hands and knees, Matt pulled her up to him, kissing her and tasting himself on her soft, moist lips. Never had a woman watched him, watching her as she made love to his cock. He rolled Karen on to her back, looking in her eyes. “Never. Never doubt for one minute that you can’t please a man.” Karen rose to kiss his lips, proceeding to kiss along his jaw line, making her way down his throat. “No”, he said. Matt pulled back and looked deeply into Karen’s eyes. “Stop. Just lay back. It’s my turn.” Matt leaned in once more and kissed Karen, long and deeply, pushing his tongue into her mouth. Tasting himself refueled his desire for her. Breaking away from her soft, sweet mouth, he began to cover her face with light, tender kisses. Her eyes, her cheeks, her nose and chin – Matt began his sensuous journey downward. He felt her pulse on his lips as he slid down her throat. Karen moaned, feeling an electric current course through her body as he and began to caress her side. He stroked her neck, along her rounded shoulder and down her arm. Karen raised her arm over her head. Matt lightly moved his fingers to its soft underside, as his lips traveled to her armpit. Goose bumps rose on Karen’s skin, and her breathing quickened. Matt kissed and licked her in a spot never touched by a man. From her arm, Matt trailed kisses along her collarbone, across her chest. He felt her large breasts rise and he met them with his lips. He reached underneath her to unclasp her bra – then sat up, gazing into her eyes. He lowered her straps one at a time, and pulled her bra away. Her heavy, soft, white breasts fell slightly under their own weight. Karen’s large, pink aureoles and eraser-sized nipples hardened as he took in their splendor. His left hand moved up her ribs to gently cup her right breast. He lowered his warm mouth to the sensitive underside and began kissing and nibbling. Karen’s back arched and she lifted her breasts higher towards him. Her hand went to the back of his head, running through his hair. Matt continued licking all around her areola, flicking her hard nipple with his tongue. Karen gasped as his mouth covered her nipple and he began to nurse. Kneading her flesh and sucking her breast, he heard her exhale, “Oh god…” Slowly, he made his way to the other side, to cherish her other breast, not letting go of the first. Whether she knew it or not, Karen opened her legs and began moving her hips rhythmically . Matt inhaled her scent as it wafted up to him. As much as he was enjoying his ministrations, he knew he was far from his goal. Kissing the underside of her breast again, he began to move his lips down her ribs, to her rounded belly. Her red lace panties rested below her hips, leaving her navel exposed. He pushed his tongue into it, as he moved over her body. Matt sat up, his hands on either side of her waist. Karen raised her hips as he slid the panties down her legs. He eased them off, bringing them to his nose, inhaling her womanly scent. Tossing them aside, he looked at a real woman’s body. Voluptuous curves in all the right places – and her most intimate valley, bare and soft as a baby’s bottom. He spread her legs and massaged her thighs. “Matt?” she asked in a whispered voice. “Shhhhh”, he replied. He crawled up once more to kiss her lips and said, “Just relax babe.” He kissed her lower and lower moving straight down her body, his hands grasping each breast as the passed by them. Lower and lower he slid, below her navel to just above her mound. Spreading her legs further, he nestled between them. He kissed her inner thighs, first one and then the other. All the way up her hip, then down the other side. Karen’s head rolled from side to side as her breath caught in her throat. Leaving her legs, Matt covered her mound with kisses. Karen opened her legs even more as he kissed up and down her soft lips – and then began licking them. “Ohhhhhh” he heard Karen cry. He licked up and down, each time slipping his tongue in just a little bit more. He put his hands on each side and gently opened her. Her sweet opening was pink and glistening with moisture. He moved to lick all around, carefully avoiding her clit and quivering hole. She tasted sweet, and smelled faintly of flowers and woman-sex. Matt pushed his tongue into her center, her warm, wet hole, as her hips moved beneath him. Her breath caught in her throat. “God, it’s been so long. “She thought as waves of pleasure started to build. “Relax,” she told herself, as she began to lose herself in the passionate moment. Feeling her body lose its tension, Matt moved his tongue up to Karen’s clit. He ran his tongue over her hard bump and then flicked it. Her reaction was immediate, she tensed again and cried out his name. “Oh Matt…Oh…” she moaned. Not having been with a man for so long, Karen was shocked by the intensity of this feeling, as though she were losing complete control of her body. Matt had never been with a woman who had cum so quickly. Karen grasped the bed covers and her hips rose high. It was frightening, the way her body spasmed… He quickly buried his tongue in her hole, tasting the nectar that spewed forth. The sweet, sweet juice of the gods ran down into his mouth, and he drank from her. Her body slowed and began to relax. Matt raised his head to watch her, as he planted more kisses on her mound. “God. Oh god Matt. That was incredible.” Karen said as she raised her head. “Thank you.” Matt looked at her face, suddenly there was softness to her look. She had the appearance of a much younger woman. “Lay back down, sweetie” he said. “I haven’t finished.” Trusting him, she lay back and closed her eyes. Matt kissed and licked her soft mound, avoiding her sensitive clit for the moment. He ran his tongue to the crease where mound met leg, and down to her lower slit. He pushed his tongue in, searching for her honey once more. Probing with his tongue, he cleaned her gently. As she relaxed more, he ran his tongue gently up to her clit, startling her for just a moment. He performed soft circular motions with his tongue as her hips started moving again. He brought his finger up and slipped it inside her, just as he grabbed her clit in his lips and began to suck. Fucking her slowly with his finger, sucking her clit, he worked harder as Karen once again began to moan. Matt was intent on bringing her to the edge once more – but not letting her slip over. She slid closer and closer, her excitement was evident. Hips moving faster, her hands pulling his hair, Karen began moaning his name once more, “Yes, Matt. Oh god yes, Matt.” As she tried to pull his face into her deeper, Matt suddenly pulled away. Karen’s eyes shot open and she looked lost and confused. Matt rose up on his knees, his hands on her hips and he pulled her towards him. His hard cock was dripping as he lined up with her hot, wet hole. Karen reached down to guide him in with her hand. Very slowly, inch by inch, Matt eased his cock into her. Her pussy seemed to grab at him as he moved. Karen lay back and watched his length disappear into her body. She was aware of fullness, and a heat that she had not known in years. Suddenly, she realized he had stopped moving. She looked to discover that he had fully entered her. Waiting, making sure she was not in any discomfort, Matt looked at her and smiled. Karen wrapped her legs around his waist, as he bent forward to kiss her. Their tongues met and danced, as he lowered himself onto her. That movement brought him into her a little deeper. Together, the two lovers started to move. Karen lifted her hips to meet Matt’s thrusts, they started slowly, gently, taking their time. As Matt rose onto his elbows, Karen kissed his throat, making her way down to his nipples. Taking one into her mouth, Matt growled and suddenly thrust a little harder. Karen met him thrust for thrust and soon the couple was lost in a frenzy. Harder, faster, they seemed to need to push each other to the limit. Karen’s second orgasm hit hard and as her fingers gripped Matt’s back, her legs seemed to hold him in a vice. Matt pushed into her harder and deeper. He felt her pussy muscles contract, she was milking his cock, squeezing it, gripping and releasing him… It continued until he shot his load. Karen felt Matt’s body tense and jerk. She was suddenly filled with indescribable warmth, as his seed shot forth inside her. The lover’s pounding movements continued, slowing until they stopped, exhausted. Matt collapsed on top of her, panting. Karen lay whimpering in his arms. He raised his head to kiss her soft lips. They each moaned as they kissed, clinging to each other. Gradually, Matt’s cock slipped from Karen. “Oh.” She whispered, sounding disappointed. Matt moved to her side, pulling her into his arms as he did. Karen listened to the rhythm of Matt’s heart pounding in his chest. He stroked her back up and down as they lay cuddled in silence. As if their thoughts were one, they looked into each other’s eyes, and their lips met once more. In that one moment, they each knew their lives had changed forever. They slept peacefully in each other’s arms.
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Britney stood up and looked at Karen and said she thought she was asleep and apologised for waking her up while I was trying to get my still fairly hard cock back in my trousers. “Well don’t I get some now you’ve woken me?” she asked. “Don’t be such a slut Karen, he’s much older than you, stop trying to steal my men”. I was gobsmacked to hear these 2 talking like this, almost as if I wasn’t there and had no say in the matter. “Anyway, he won’t be able to do it again now, that’s his second one...
You shouldn’t be showing your panties off like that Karen, no wonder he’s fidgety; you carry on with TV we’ll be back in a couple of hours and I've got my mobile if you need me. I got up and followed Britney giving Karen’s panty covered arse one last look. We were going to the cinema just along the road to see a film I really had no interest in but was hoping to get a grope if she’d sit in the back row. I suggested the back row and she seemed quite happy with that and soon after the lights went...
The Donovan House Sommeville, WV 3:45 am, Eastern Daylight Time, Thursday, August 6, 1992 “Yes, yes ... yes!” Donna Fairfield Donovan screamed aloud as Lucy Manx licked her bushy twat with extreme lust. The oldest of the Klan wives, at thirty-four years of age, she was actually six years older than Kieran, who was twenty-eight. When she left Wallace Fairfield for him, she thought that she traded up. Instead, Kieran proved to be a real waste of her time and money, among other things. It...
The next morning, Mama awoke, feeling better, but still weak. She stayed in bed, but received visitors all day. Gerta was usually hovering nearby, always with some small treat in her hand, either a liquid, or something more substantial, trying to get Mama to replace the weight she had lost from her latest bout with depression. When I was in with Mama, I could see that something was troubling her. It had to be something concerning me, because of the way she'd stare at me. She looked like she...
Finally, Britt kissed me hard and said, "Chad, thank you for what you have done. I've never been sure what would happen to me. Lately without you, I don't think it would have been good. I want all of this to work out especially you and me." I gave her a long, gentle squeeze that made her purr in my arms as I cupped a breast and thumbed the nipple through the dress and her bra. I said, "I want things to work out, too. You are a beautiful, nice person. You should be happy." She turned...
Chapter 5 (her) Stepping out of the shower I coated every last inch of little tan skin with vanilla lotion. I decided to dress sexy that evening in a pink strappy top and black mini. With my hair down and straight, I lightly applied some makeup to accent my green eyes and pink lips. Looking in the mirror satisfied, I closed the door behind me and walked to ‘The Dock.’ ‘The Dock’ was a restaurant that served meals at all hours of the day or night. It was on the main strip on the top of the...
by anonymousThis is a true account of an event that took place in 1974 in Kings Cross, Sydney Australia. My Name is Jim and my wife is Carol My wife and I lived about sixty miles north of Sydney at the time of this incident I am about to share with you, and the memory has stayed with us ever since it happened. We had been married for eleven years at the time and had two k**s aged 10 and 6. My wife was 30 and I was 36, she was a beautiful woman in the classic blond mould 5'8" tall grey eyes long...
She was waiting carefully on a narrow path through the swamp, one hundred feet from the edge of the forest patch, when her screen quietly beeped. It was Ali's text message, saying only; 'Three min.' Soon she saw the dark outline of the flyer against the night sky as it seemed to glide to a stop in mid-air, then she saw the harness descending toward her. It stopped in front of her, swaying slowly in the downdraft, and she slipped it on, buckled it, and clipped the safety line to her knife...
Hello ISS readers, my name is Shri, I am 29 years old bisexual guy from Chennai. I am coming from a well-to-do family which gave me all the freedom to do whatever I liked. I have had my fair share of experiences and I would love to share them with you all. I am a chubby guy with the right amount of flesh at the right places. I have been into girly and feminine things since a very young age. I now fit a 34B bra and love wearing silky panties under my male clothes. I don’t know if it is because...
Pulling the thin material of my coat closely to me, I smiled and nodded at the bouncers outside the club. “Leaving by yourself love? Shall we sort you a taxi?” “I’m OK tonight, thanks anyway. I’m going to walk down and get the bus I think.” “If you’re sure love.” He growled. “Look after yourself.,” said the other, before shaking his head and muttering “I wouldn’t let my daughter walk home from here.” ‘Hey, I heard that gramps! I’m old enough to look after myself thank you!” I giggled as I waved...
Hi readers, this is Atul again with the second part of my encounter with my best friend Pratik‘s mother, Yogita aunty without wasting any time, I will start narrating my experience after my first encounter with Yogita aunty, she became attracted towards me and used to call me every now and then when Pratik is not there and we used to enjoy the sex game. One fine evening, Pratik gave us news that he got a job. Since he has already completed his Degree in Engineering from one of the premier...
IncestYou can kiss your studies goodbye with Yimming Curiosity and Bella Rico as college roommates, sex and parties are always on the cards and in Private Specials, Exchange Students with Benefits, the lucky Tommy Cabrio is about to find out for himself! Bella and Yimming waste no time getting started with some lesbian action before they invite their roommate in on the fun, sharing a nice sloppy blowjob as they warm up for the main event… A crazy and wild threesome that has both teens screaming with...
xmoviesforyouThis story is from my memory of days gone past. I was a soldier serving in the Army . A little bit about me i grew up on a farm in the mid west when it came to sex i was a virgin. I did not know my father as he walked out on my mother and i when i was very young. As i grew up i thought deep down i was different than most of the guys i knew. I decided to join the military as i knew of no other way to make a man out of my self. After basic training i was sent overseas and that is where my story...
This is part 10 of the storyline that began with "Becoming a Little Cocksucker" Dave seemed to be in a hurry to get himself fucked, I could tell. And as I stood staring at his big smooth muscular frame, I could feel the blood throbbing in my cock. His hairless tanned body was turning me on in a way I had never thought possible. His big hard erection swayed slightly as he turned this way and that. His wife asked me is I liked what I was seeing but my own physical reaction made the answer...
"Okay, then," I say to myself, before taking a deep breath and walking through the front door of the large, imposing building. For the first time in two years, I'm entering a place of education that's based in London- only unlike that last time, I'm doing so on my own terms. It's odd that my thoughts are brought back to my last day of school, rather than my first day of college, especially as there are a lot of similarities between my first days of college and uni. For starters,...
I don't know what the hell prompted me to do it ,but on New Year's Day I decided I wanted a black hooker bad to keep me company while I watched the football games. I'm not such an addicted fan that I don't like to take a little break now and then. What better way to celebrate your team's victory or forgot their loss than by fucking? I drove downtown to the strip where I knew I could find a sexy whore for not too much money. My luck was really running that day because the first one that came...
How the Big City Changed Me (part 4) By Chiara It had been quite an evening. After our quiet walk back to our place, Paul helped me bring my new clothes to my room. He asked if I needed help with them and I declined his offer. I got my new pajama set on and went to the bathroom to get ready for bed. I tied my hair back and removed my makeup. When I was done I went to turn off the lights and found Paul sitting in the living room. He looked at me and asked, "Have you seen yourself...
Allen pulled up to the corner. I ran out, jumped into his car, and he sped away. I was certain no one had seen us. I was also certain Allen had done this before. It was too practiced. Too smooth. We crossed the Red River of the North into Moorhead, Minnesota, and he drove straight to the Mercury Hotel. At least he’d chosen a decent place. If we’d gone to Motel 6, I’d have left. No, I wouldn’t. I’d have fucked him and then left. He had apparently already checked in and we went straight to...
Uninformed blonde freshman student Kenzie is surprised to see her stepbrother Clark in her English class and is even more confused when he announces he is the new professors assistant. And with innocent teasing on how hard he was going to test her Kenzie is willing to do anything to ease the work. Clark now is taken back when Kenzie lifts her skirt showing her soaked white panties and moist pussy and is ready to fuck his cock. Clark slurps up her dripping pussy juices and Kenzie gets an A+...
xmoviesforyouI made a quick stop on the way at Walmart. I introduced myself to Old Roy. I bought a 12 pack of Lamb and Rice in the cans. I also bought a 20lb Bag of kibble. I barely remembered that my dad fed his dogs a combination of both. I also got a plastic coated cable and tie down stake. Then I made a quick dash to the vet. When I got there they were obviously anxiously awaiting 6PM so they could leave. "So, do you have the dog ready?" I asked. "Yes, he is as ready he can be. Are we doing the...
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The FappeningI was sound asleep when a voice broke through my sleep, sounding rather urgent in it's tone. ‶Sarge wake up! The General sent us to escort you to his office. He said for you to get showered and eat because you would be there most of the morning.″ I sat up looking at my watch and it was 0530 in the morning. I rubbed my eyes and saw two MP's standing next to my bed. Jenkins was still snoring, probably from last night's party that Gunny threw for the men after we got back from Pleiku. I...
Caris and Matthew had been together for over 2 years now. They enjoyed each others company the majority of the time and kept each other satisfied in the bedroom. Caris enjoyed being wrestled and by Matt. The feeling of being ravaged and dominated by her powerful lover turned her immensely. Even though the thought of a man shooting wads of his cum into her face or over her big tits never appealed to her, she could never get enough of it when she was on heat and begging for it. Matt liked the...
Group SexBack in Glasgow I was kept busy between working different hours at the restaurant and my school work. What time I had off I spent studying and still managed to keep up a correspondence with Emma. I could go dancing on the weekends, so getting dates was not a problem, keeping them was because of my busy schedule.In her letters Emma was still telling me about her supposed dreams, in which she would be explicit, and pressing me to tell her what excited me. "Did I love her Soosi more than her...
LesbianHe climbed into the cab for the drive back to his hotel, a little tipsy but not really drunk like he usually got when the guys were together. As he was alone, the cab driver gave him a spiel about calling this 'escort service' in town that catered to specific needs, should the customer require. He was given a card with the service's phone number and a booklet – he had been given this junk before and usually tossed it in the trash on the way to bed. He put the card in his pocket and rolled up...
?Fun on the River? PrologueThe Right Hon Mrs Grace de Vere Cobblehaugh sighed deeply. Mrs Cobblehaugh (pronounced ?cobbler?) was not happy. Yet why should this be? The heiress to the vast de Vere estate had every right to be content with her lot. After all, she was a beautiful, intelligent woman with a handsome, dashing husband. It was a glorious summer day in 1895, and the lawn outside her holiday cottage stretched down to a pretty little river. She was wealthy; she was healthy; she...
By: Bo Broadnax Chapter 1 Rachel Loses Her Virginity Ever since Rachel met Larson, she was drawn by his male magnetism. Was it the way his brown eyes held hers or was it his hot, kinky kiss? Surely no one saw them kiss!!! It had been dark in the park that night. It had been a warm beautiful night, so Rachel had decided to walk home after the dance. Bo, the guy she had a massive crush on, hadn't come. She was thinking of Bo when suddenly an arm snaked out from behind a tree and...
My first sexual experience with someone was with "Mr.Smooth" who lived next door.My parents left early in the morning for work and usually didn't return till way past dark so during the summer I had a lot of time to explore all the fun things boys can do.Mr.Smooth had a shop behind his house and I would always go over and watch him do his wood work,it was very interesting to me,and it wasn't long until we were good friends.Mr.Smooth was probably in his fifty's,he had mostly gray hair and a...
This is an experimental story. I hope it gives you as much pleasure reading as it does me writing it. I’m a college student, it’s 8:04a.m. right now, and I’m laying in bed in my dorm. I’m about to start stroking my dick and as I do I’m going to write down the experience. I invite you, the reader, to masturbate right along with me. Allright…here we go! First off you gotta know it’s been about two days since I’ve unloaded so my sack is really fucking full of white hot sperm ready to be set free!...
GayIntroduction: A conversation leads to groping, fucking and a new girlfreind My names Luke. If youve read my other stories youll know who I am. This is another true story that happened to me, this time with a different people. Katherine was a girl that I had been class mates with the start of high school. We had always been pretty close and I had always thought she was attractive but nothing really happened until my 3rd year at high school. It all started with a harmless conversation over...
OK, you have heard about "hot wives," married white women who take black lovers, generally hunky young studs. It sounds sexy but a little scary, too. You have lots of questions and uncertainties and many of you have written to my brother, Homer Vargas for advice. Well, he has asked me to respond because this is something better handled between us girls. With two grown daughters who have given me six biracial grandc***dren, three biracial c***dren ages 3, 2, and 1, by as many black men, and...
A CELLAR FULL OF SCREAMS . A sex sadism story for adults who appreciate the difference between awful factand delightful phantasy. By Susan. Chapter One. M ariascreamed,and the man who was working three fingers of his left hand round andround in her sore vulva grinned appreciatively at the masked woman who wascarefully inserting the barbed fish hooks into Maria's nipples."Slowly,Eva…we don't want her to cheat on us by passing out just yet.""Don't worry, Sir. I don't allow them to rest once...
The oldest daughter, she was the best looking of the three sisters, including my mom. Tall, dark hair, a great smile, long legs, always tan with a smattering of freckles. She had firm-looking “B” cup tits and a nice ass. Smart too, she was the first in the family to head off to college. She had a lot going for her, but I never really paid much attention. Things took a turn the summer of ‘77, after I turned 18, just before I headed off to the Army. I planned on spending a month on my...
RED DOLLIE I was broke and needed money bad so I was looking on Craig's List for a job when I came across this ad. Model needed for Latex shoot must be able to wear latex for extended period of time. Must have a small frame and be at least 5'5" tall. Shoot will take place over a weekend. Great compensation. Call for more details. Ask for Brianna XXX-XXX-XXXX I had to call I was the perfect guy for the job. I called the number and a woman answered and I asked about the...
I'm not going to pretend otherwise. I was scared shit-less when I was first locked up in my cell at a high-security prison somewhere in the wilds of the west country. I had never been incarcerated anywhere before. I had heard the rumours. Heard what happened to 'pretty-boy' lags like me in jail. I knew I could look after myself if I had to, but if I was ganged up on? Who knew? My first day in there I met a man who was to remain a friend until his death a few years ago. An habitual...
(An Incestuous Harem Story) Chapter Eight: Daddy's Incestuous Dream By mypenname3000 Copyright 2019 Note: Thanks to wrc264 for beta reading this! Vanessa Young – May 2056 I trembled as I came to my parents' bed. Grandma's pussy was leaking Daddy's cum. She was still a beautiful woman, her hair a wonderful shade of fiery red, her breasts round and plump. She had a toned body; Daddy made sure we were all in good shape and exercised. He was a retired PE coach. Daddy was beside her in...
Money can buy anything! Graduation Good and Bad Monica had graduated summa cum laude from one of the top ten business schools, and had several offers from prestigious business firms. As I requested she met me at the VIP Lounge in the airport wearing the only clothes she would be taking which was a simple sundress and sandals no underwear, jewelry or even a watch. I was waiting and could only shake my head as I saw her. That only made her smile even larger. Monica didn’t even get to sit down...
Bill Gossage was a married man. Thirty years. In which time his wife has gone through menopause. Bill was hoping her desire for sex and the lack of a period would be a blessing. But instead it was a curse. The curse of depleted desire. In other words, she's gone cold. Sexually anyway. So, Bill still loves her and hides his frustration. He reads and writes dirty stories and tries to pleasure himself but it gets old. His imagination has created some great fantasies and he thinks about acting...
“Between death and taxes, choose death.” —Aaron Rubin, Financial Adulting 9 APRIL 2022 It’s almost nine and I just got out of bed. The second time. The first time I woke up, my cock was sandwiched between Donna’s ass cheeks, hard and ready. I nudged at her a little just because it felt so damned good and found she was ready as well. She opened her legs and I slid into her from behind. We don’t often make love in that position and the change was exciting. So was having Beca licking...
It was a lazy morning, I was sipping cola when my phone vibrated, someone had pinged me on Instagram. The notification flashed on my screen. Alex had sent me a ‘hey’, I jumped on my seat, my heartbeat pace increased. Numerous questions were popping in my head all at once, ‘why would he text me?’, ‘he might want something from me!’. ‘But what can he want?’, I push back all my thoughts and try to think of what to do next. I don’t want to text him instantly, that would show him my eagerness....
Real HookupI don’t always drink. In fact, I only drink on special occasions, like weddings, funerals, reunions, bridal showers, birthday parties, picnics, barbecues, New Years Eve, Groundhog day, summer solstice, or any occasion where every gossiping aunt, redneck uncle and third cousin twice-removed converge to tell you how you’ve aged, how much weight you’ve gained, and generally how much better off they are than you. Tonight’s occasion happened to be a bachelorette party for my friend Bambi. Her name...
The Dallas Cowboys' Cheerleaders. affectionately known as "America's Sweethearts" due to the Cowboys being known, rather derisively these days, as "America's Team", have just arrived in Cozumel, Mexico for their annual swimsuit calendar shoot. The girls are used to drawing a crowd wherever they go, but they all considered that it was just part of the job of being on the most well-known cheer squad in the world. So as they are checking into their hotel on the Mexican resort island, they knew it...
College professor enjoys the anal delights of a coedFirst let me say that this story happen rather unexpectedly this last winter at a medium sized college in the San Diego area. I am in my mid-40's, average looking kind of guy who happens to be a professor at a local college-teaching students studying to be in the medical field. As the story unravels I must say that I was in the right place at the right time...as nothing like this has happen before in my 16 years of teaching. Just to be on the...