Carl, Carla And Hannah – Part 19 free porn video

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The next day, I was a bag of nerves the whole day. Hannah got up and made breakfast for us, and then I had my weekly depilation, although the need for it seemed to be lessening. The hair on my body seemed finer and less inclined to grow, so after I washed the cream off, my skin felt really soft as well as smooth. I did my face while Hannah did my hair, then we looked for something for me to wear for the evening meeting with Tom.



Having looked through all my things, I realised that I had plenty of nice lingerie, but I seemed a little short of ‘sexy’ clothes, so Hannah suggested we go into town for something. I agreed, and soon we were parking up in town. As we walked from the car park, Hannah suggested a boutique where she sometimes went, and a short time later we walked through the door of a nice shop that had racks of different styles of clothes strewn around the place. It was a bit like Ann Summers, but with much more of an emphasis on leather, pvc and latex.



Hannah suggested a nice, leather skater skirt in black, and a thin, lacy blouse on top. I thought that would be excellent with my basque underneath, so I picked out a couple to try on and took them to the girl at the counter. She pointed me to the changing rooms, and I quickly tried each one on. After consulting Hannah, I chose the shorter one. Meanwhile, she picked out some leather trousers that fitted her a treat, and they really made her look statuesque. We paid for our purchases and then decided to have lunch. I suggested we go to the pub where she first took me as Carla, and we set off.



The same barman was there as last time, and I flirted outrageously with him as I ordered the drinks and food. He took it in good part, and gave as good as he got. While Hannah and I ate, she suggested I get my nails done when we’d finished, so we set off for a nail bar. I had my nails extended and patterned with flowers by a lovely girl, while Hannah had hers shaped and patterned with ‘diamonds’ that were stuck on. After that, we headed for home.



The rest of the afternoon was spent having a long, hot bubble bath and then getting ready, while Hannah cooked us a lovely meal. I could hardly eat, I was so nervous, but I managed a few mouthfuls. The clock seemed to drag, but eventually it was time to go. We were fairly quiet in the car, apart from me asking Hannah for the thousandth time if she was okay with it. I asked her if she wanted to join in, but she said that this was my night, and it should be special. She saw herself basically as a chaperone, and was there to make sure that I didn’t rush into anything that could be dangerous. However, if Tom turned out as nice as he seemed to be, then she we leave us to it. And if not, then she would drive me home and make sure I still got a good seeing to!



We pulled up in the car park of the pub where we’d agreed to meet at seven-forty. To hide my sexy skirt and almost see-through blouse, I wore a long coat which I wrapped around myself. A few steps into the pub and I saw Tom at the bar, and he came over to us. He was well turned out in chinos, shirt and jacket, with brown suede shoes, and his after-shave smelled quite nice. He complimented me on how good I looked before kissing me on the cheek. I blushed and then introduced Hannah to him, and he did the same to her. We found an empty table and then Tom went to get the drinks.



We chatted for a while, getting to know each other. But already, I knew. Call it women’s intuition, but I knew that, before the night was out, this man would be inside me, fucking me like a whore. And I think he did too. He had that special glint in his eye, as if to say ‘I’m in control. I know where this is going.’ I kept glancing at Hannah for reassurance, and she seemed to relax as the evening wore on. I have no idea what we talked about, but as we chatted, Hannah seemed to drift away until the room lost focus and there was only me and Tom in it.



As we finished our second drink, Tom asked what we wanted to do next, either have another or go back to his place. I looked at Hannah and she smilingly nodded, knowing what I wanted. I said I’d like to see his house, if that was okay. He grinned like a Cheshire cat, and said that he would love to show it to us. He asked if we would give him a lift as he’d walked down to the pub. A few minutes later, we were sitting in the back seat of Hannah’s car while he gave her directions to his house. He took my hand, and it felt like an electric shock went through me. He told me how much prettier I was in the flesh than on the screen, his eyes widening slightly as he said the word ‘flesh’, making his intentions clear. I blushed as I thanked him, and before I knew it, he leaned over and kissed me.



His lips brushed mine at first, gently and softly, and then I felt his tongue part my lips and push past them to explore my mouth. At the same time, he gently held my cheek, and I melted under his tender touch. I didn’t expect him to be so loving or tender, and it confused me for a moment. The kiss felt so sweet, so different to any I’d had before that I almost trembled. His tongue lightly flicked my mine, and they rolled around each other’s in a courtship dance.



The kiss was broken by Hannah asking if we were on the right road, and Tom turned just in time to direct her into his street. We pulled up outside a nice, detached house in a fairly good area. On his drive was a Volvo, and in the dim light, the garden looked well cared for. Tom led us through the front door, and then offered to take our coats before leading us into the lounge. We were offered drinks, and while he went to get them, Hannah and I looked around. The place seemed quite nice, fairly ordinary but well kept and decorated. Hannah took the single seat while I sat at one end of the sofa. Tom brought the drinks, and then turned some music on, setting the mood before sitting next to me on the sofa.



I think we all found it slightly difficult with Hannah there, so she asked if there was another room with a television in that she could watch. Fortunately, there was, and Tom took her out into the corridor to show her. Just as she was leaving, she gave me her big, beautiful smile and mouthed the words ‘good luck’ before disappearing out of the room. A few minutes later, he reappeared and sat beside me again, this time putting his arm around me.



‘So,’ he said watching me intently, ‘what do you think of the house?’



‘It’s very nice,’ I said, ‘Although I’ve only seen part of it.’



‘Well, let me show you some more. Come on,’ he said as he rose, giving me his hand to help me up out of the extremely comfortable, plush sofa.



He held my hand as he led me to the kitchen at the back of the house, and then we called in to see the study where Hannah was sat watching tv. Then we went back down the corridor and up the stairs to a first floor, where he showed me a small, guest bedroom and then a large bedroom that had an en suite. I loved the way he led me around the house, so self-assured and confident as he held my hand. As we went into each room, he made sure that his touch never left me, resting his hand on my back or round my waist as I surveyed each room. He was starting to take control of the situation, and I found myself liking it, yielding to his masculine charm.



As we went up another flight of stairs to another large bedroom that was mostly full of boxes and stuff, he asked me which room I liked the best, and I said that the bedroom was quite nicely decorated, and asked if we could have another look at it. Smiling, he guided me back down the stairs and into his bedroom. We sat on the bed, and he put his arm around me.



‘My, you really are so pretty,’ he said, tracing my cheek with his finger. ‘I thought you were convincing online, but in person, you look absolutely stunning! And you’ve never been with a man?’



‘No. I’ve wanted to for a while, but I’ve always been too scared, especially if they found out I wasn’t a real woman.’



‘Well, you’re certainly woman enough for me,’ he said.



I blushed at the compliment, and then remembered what Hannah and I had discussed earlier.



‘I hope so, but darling, we still have to use a condom, even though you can’t get me pregnant.’



Tom smiled. ‘That’s good, because I was going to insist on using one anyway.’



He reached over and took a box full of condoms, lubricant and other paraphernalia out of the bedside cupboard.



‘Wow! I think you intend to use more than one!’ I laughed.



‘Well, I hope so,’ he said, putting the box down.



He sat back down and kissed me again, this time more fully and passionately. Slowly we reclined until we lay next to each other, our hands exploring each others’ bodies. I could feel my passion rising as his hand found my breast and squeezed it. At that moment, I wanted my breasts to be real more than anything. I wanted his hand to touch soft, pliant flesh and knead then under his palm, fondle them, stroke them and caress them. I wanted to feel every nuance of his touch on me, each light pressure as he took their heavy weight in his hands.



His tongue delved into my mouth, dancing back and forth, teasing my tongue with little darting movements. His hand left my breast and reached down to my hemline, assuredly lifting up my skirt and sliding under it. The touch of his hand through the stockings was electric, and I heard him say ‘mmm’ when he found the flesh between my stocking tops and my thong, his touch setting fire to my lust. I moved my leg to afford him better access to my body, while I reached down and rubbed his lap, searching for his bulge. And I found it, hard and unyielding between his legs. I rubbed him through the material, gauging his length and girth, pleased that it felt so big in my hands. I wanted it, I needed it so badly.



Tom must have felt the same, because he broke the kiss and we sat up as he suggested we get a little more comfortable. I agreed and then moved behind him. I put my arms around him and slowly started to undo the top button of his shirt, making my way down until his shirt fell open. I slid my hands under it and felt his taut body, and I couldn’t resist just a little tweak of one of his nipples. He laughed and then I told him to stand up. I moved in front of him and he helped me off with my top. His eyes widened when he saw the sexy basque I was wearing, and he traced the outline of my breasts with his fingertips. Then I slowly, teasingly undid my skirt and let it fall to the floor, stepping out of it and kicking it to one side. He told me to step back so he could admire the view, and he ravaged me with his eyes, from top to bottom and back again. I did a twirl for him, and he gently patted my exposed backside.



Before he could say anything, I knelt down and started to unbuckle his belt, removing it and then undoing his trousers. I put my hand against his bulge as I looked up into his eyes and slowly, oh so very slowly unzipped his fly. His trouser fell down as soon as I took my hand away, and I was greeted by the sight of a pair of tight, black satin boxers with the tip of his cock just peeping over the top of them. It was already moist as I put my hands round the back of his thighs before leaning in and running my tongue down and then up the entire length of it, tasting his pre-cum.



I took hold of his shorts and pulled them down, revealing his wonderful, erect penis. About seven or eight inches long and with a nice girth, it twitched with the hot blood pumping through it. Like me, Tom was circumcised, and I couldn’t help but look up at him as I stuck my tongue out to touch it with the tip. I ran my tongue round and round the head, and then leaned forward to mouth it. It tasted slightly strange, but at that moment I just knew it tasted wonderful, the head of this man’s cock in my mouth. I mouthed at it for a moment, just the head, while instinctively I wrapped my fingers around the shaft. It throbbed in my hand, and it felt so good to have this hard, hot, throbbing cock in my grasp.



My lips seemed to want to devour it, and soon I was taking the length of his shaft into my mouth. I held it there, in a state of bliss as it filled my mouth, and then the need for more took over. My lips searched out his belly, and when they got there, the head of his cock was nudging my throat. I heard Tom moan as I held him there, his hand falling to the back of my head. I started to blow him, sucking his cock like a giant lollipop, slurping noisily and greedily as I feasted on it. My head bobbed back and forth as I gave him head, and his grip on me tightened.



He grunted appreciatively as I gave my second proper blow job, and I could feel him tensing up as my speed increased. I made sure with each forward motion I took his entire length, fighting the gag reflex as the tip of his cock banged against my tonsils. Tom firmly gripped my head as he started to rock his hips in time with my mouth, and from the sounds he was making, I knew it wouldn’t be long before I was swallowing his cum. He took control, and held my hair tightly as a blow job slowly turned into a face fucking. Every time his cock hit the back of my throat, we both gave a little grunt, and it wasn’t long before he gave a strangled yell, just managing to shout a warning that he was coming before the first spurt of cum filled my mouth. He hung on to my head as he spurted several more times, and there was so much man-juice that I couldn’t keep it all in. I felt it trickle down my chin as his thrusts got a little weaker, and finally he pulled back from between my lips.



Immediately I swallowed as much of the white stuff as I could, savouring the distinctive taste of it. I looked up to see how much he had enjoyed it, and was rewarded with a bright smile. I suddenly felt very slutty as I pushed the dribble of cum up my chin and into my mouth with my finger, then licked my lips.



‘Mmm, yummy,’ I smiled.



Grinning, he pulled me up and then took me in his arms and kissed me, hard. Deftly, he manoeuvred me onto the bed and lay on top of me, kissing me passionately. We lay there for a while, his heavy weight pressing down on me made me feel secure, if a little uncomfortable. His hands were all over me, and I enjoyed his touch on my body, the newness of it adding to the thrill. I have to admit that when he slid to one side and his hand reached down to my thong, it felt a little strange. The touch of his hand on my clitty made it stir, and soon he had pushed my thong aside and was holding it in his grip. A new flood of emotions ran through me as he started to wank me, but arousal was certainly the strongest. My little cries of pleasure obviously pleased him, because I felt his member stir on my thigh.



Tom slid down my body, kissing my my neck, breasts and tummy on his way until he reached what was now my cock. I gasped loudly as I felt him take it in his mouth, and closed my eyes as I got lost in the sheer joy of his tongue wrapping itself round the head. I let my fingers run through his hair as he concentrated on my pleasure. Soon I was writhing under his expert mouth as he licked and sucked the shaft, making a special effort on my testes. His tongue made its way further down, and he lifted my stockinged legs into the air so he could gain access to my pussy. I moved up on his bed and parted them wide, lifting them high to make my hole available to him. I loved the fact that he was taking charge, making me feel so feminine as this man ran his hands over my stockinged thighs, my breasts and my belly.



Tom knelt by the side of the bed and gently prised my bottom cheeks apart. I reached down to help and held them open for him, feeling so slutty as this man explored my most intimate places. I shuddered as I felt the tip of his tongue lick my rosebud in small strokes, up and down it before he pushed it forward and entered my pussy, darting in and out as he tongue fucked me. It felt wonderful as Tom lapped between my legs, and every now and then he would gently probe me with a finger, making me squeal with excitement and desire. I was in heaven as he tongued and fingered me, and I could feel the need building up between my thighs. He seemed to enjoy this foreplay, and seemed intent to make it last as he spent ages down there, and my legs started to tire as I held them up for him.



I squealed and wriggled underneath his mouth, and he seemed to enjoy teasing me, drawing it out as long as he could. He knew that I needed him inside me, but something inside me refused to yield. Eventually, I had to. My face was flushed with both the pleasure and lust he was making me feel, but also the shame of what I knew I had to do.



‘Please,’ I begged, ‘Tom fuck me, please…’



He licked and probed me for a second or two more before his smiling face came into view. He knew he’d won, and that my pleading had been not only a victory for him, but a submission from me. I was his now, his woman, and he was going to take his prize.



I lowered my legs, and the relief in my haunches felt wonderful while Tom reached over and grabbed a condom. I watched mesmerised as he rolled it over his now fully erect cock, and my heart raced as I realised that soon it would be inside me. A man’s cock, fucking me. He poured some lube over his sheathed weapon and rubbed it, and then reached over and rubbed some into wet hole. I lay back as his fingers smoothly frigged me, a small sample of what was about to come.



Once he was satisfied, he told me to raise my legs in the air. Then he surprised me by grabbing them in his strong arms and pulled me round to the side of the bed. Then, holding them up and wide apart, he stood and looked down at me, his stiff cock pointing skyward. My heart was thumping in my chest as I waited. He took hold of his prick and smiled as he started to tease me, rubbing it between my ass cheeks and up and down my entrance.



‘Do you want this?’ he asked.



‘Yes, oh please, yes, give it to me baby,’ I breathlessly cried.



‘Mmm, I like it when you beg,’ he smiled.



I let my head fall back on the bed and tried to relax as I felt the head of his cock push against my opening. Slowly, but very smoothly, he pushed forward and I moaned as he entered me. Knowing it was my first time, he was gentle but firm. He slid his cock all the way in and then left it there, gauging my reaction. It felt wonderful, so different to the strap-on that I was used to. Even through the condom, I could feel its warmth inside me, pulsing as it lay dormant. I liked it. I liked it very much. Even if we stopped at that moment, I would be happy to have had a real cock inside me. But I wanted more, and so did Tom.



‘Yes…’ I moaned, opening my eyes to see Tom grinning above me.



He took hold of my ankles and held them firmly. I felt so vulnerable and yet so peaceful, despite my heart pounding. I looked up into his eyes as I felt his cock moving inside me, signalling my acquiescence. He smiled as his hips moved forward, filling me before withdrawing. I closed my eyes and moaned with the pleasure he was giving me. I whispered ‘yes, yes’ over and over again as his cock slid in and out of my pussy. Reaching up, I held my legs behind my knees and brought my legs back a little, and the change of angle brought even more pleasure.



I opened my eyes as I heard Tom give out small grunts, his firm pace feeling so good. I took a moment to enjoy the fact that I was finally having a man make love to me, and that I was now more of a woman than ever. As Tom thrust inside me, I knew that this was how I wanted to be from now on. Carl had slowly evaporated over the last few months, and a tear formed in my eye as I realised that he was now probably gone for good. I could never see myself as anything other than a woman now, and the release I felt in that moment was euphoric. The feeling flooded over me, filling me up with a joy I have never experienced before or since. Slowly, it focussed itself into my belly, and then into my loins that were being so wonderfully pleasured by Tom. As I came back to reality, I smiled up at him.



‘Fuck me, angel, oh please fuck me,’ I begged, knowing he enjoyed my submission.



His pace quickened, and I gave a howl of pleasure as he rode me. As his cock slammed into me, the sound of our two bodies slapping together filled the room. Now I was yelling, encouraging this man to take me, begging him to fuck me hard, pleading with him to come inside me. A sheen of sweat formed on his torso as Tom started to concentrate on controlling himself, not wanting to come too soon, trying to make the pleasure last as long as possible. The pounding my pussy was getting became too much for me, and I felt my first orgasm starting to build. I yelled louder as the tension built between my legs, and moments later I felt myself tighten before release finally came as I climaxed.



The tightening also had an effect on Tom as he grunted loudly before I felt something happen inside me. Gripping his cock tightly in my cunt, I could feel him spasm four or five times as he held himself deep inside me, each spasm making his entire body jerk. He held my legs rigidly, his eyes closed and his face contorted as he came. He stood like that for a few seconds, and then, releasing my ankles, he fell forward onto me, arresting his impact by putting his arms out beside me.



He lay panting on top of me for a while, his cock still inside me, and I reached down and stroked his hair lovingly. Finally, he pushed himself up and carefully withdrew form me, hanging on to the condom. I looked down to see it full of his white semen, and smiled proudly. I was now a fucked woman. My own juice was spread over my belly, and I pointedly rubbed some on my finger and brought it to my lips, tasting its sweet nectar before sucking greedily on my fingers.



Tom smiled as he watched me do this, and then went to the en suite and cleaned himself up while I turned and lay on the bed. When he came back, I also nipped to the loo and cleaned between my legs. As I was drying off, I looked at myself in the mirror, and noticed that something seemed different about me. I had changed somehow, and I knew exactly what it was. A feeling of completion now filled me up, and I smiled, sadly, because I knew that Carl was now gone for ever, and that the road before me was going to be long, complicated, hard and painful. But I also knew that Hannah would be there for me as well, and that gave me great comfort.



Meanwhile, I had found a man who knew how to treat me as a woman, and could make love to me like one as well. I decided that I liked Tom, and I hoped that Hannah did too. I smiled at the memory of his cock deep inside me, and the way he made me feel when he came. I really liked that. And I wanted more. Much more.



I put the towel down and walked back into the bedroom, smiling at the naked man lying on the bed…



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After Hannah had left for work, I lay in bed thinking, my head now just a dull ache. I went through the last ten days of adventure we’d shared, comparing the highs and the lows, the rough and the smooth. I went over what I’d, at first, been ‘persuaded’ to do, and then willingly done, and I thought about how much I’d changed in those ten days. I also considered how things might go, one way or the other, and what the future might hold, depending on what path we decided to take. After a couple of...

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Carl Carla and Hannah Part 13

When I awoke the next morning, Hannah was already in the shower. I stripped off and joined her, and we kissed hungrily under the steaming water, our bodies sliding deliciously together. My hand slid between her smooth thighs, finding her aroused and ready. Slipping first one, then two and then three fingers inside her, I fingered her quickly to orgasm. She clung on to me as I continued to work her until she was too sensitive for any more, and her knees started to buckle beneath her. She...

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Carl Carla and Hannah Part 6

By the time I awoke the next morning, it was already getting light. I’d not had the best night’s sleep as my uncomfortable boobs kept waking me up everytime I lay on them. Now I needed to pee. I opened my eyes and looked at the alarm clock which read seven-fifteen. Then I looked across at Hannah. She looked adorable as she lay sleeping, so I slowly and carefully slipped out of bed so as not to disturb her. For some reason (probably because I was wearing bra and panties under a nightie), I sat...

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Carl Carla and Hannah Part 17

As the week progressed, I looked forward to my date with Luke. I even found myself thinking about him when I was at work, and more than once found that I started to speak in my female voice before I’d realised it in the office. As Claire was ‘unavailable’ for a few days, Hannah went out of her way to make her life difficult at work. One lunch-time she went into her office, locked her door and made her remove her bra before teasing and pinching her nipples for twenty minutes until they were...

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Hannah Carl and Carla Part 4

When we got home, Hannah told me to take the bags upstairs to the bedroom and strip down to my lingerie. Once there, she started looking through the bags that she’d got while I was trying got undressed. In the first bag, there was a pair of black court shoes with a two-inch heel. She told me to try them on, which I did. Six hours ago I would have felt stupid and embarrassed to even think about wearing heels, but now I didn’t give it a second thought. They felt a little tight, but Hannah got me...

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Carl Carla and Hannah Part 1

It’s funny the places life leads you to. Sometimes you think you know where you want to go, be who you want to be, and then from nowhere something or someone comes along and knocks you way off course. For example, if you’d have told me a year ago that on my wedding night I’d be on my knees being spit-roasted by two guys while dressed in my wife’s wedding dress, I’d have said you were crazy. But here I am, all dressed in white with the best man fucking me and another guy about to shoot his load...

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Carl to Carla

"Yea I thought the singing was OK but I don't really go for that style too much" "And the girls?" Brian prompted me. "Oh come on Brian leave him alone we all know he's not really interested in girls." "Give him a chance, people can change! Perhaps Carl's developing an eye for them now eh Carl?? I mean they weren't bad looking. So, apart from their style what did you think of them?" I was together with Mike and Bryan and a number amongst many of my old school friends....

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Carl or Carla

I was sitting on the edge of my vanity talking to my brother, teasing him because he had a big yellow zit on his forehead. “You can’t go out with Yvonne looking like that; you better put a band-aid on your head to hide it.” “Oh yeah, that’d be real hot, a nice plastic plaster of Ironman over my eye. Or maybe Big Bird, bright yellow.” He looked past my shoulder to the mirror behind me “god, that’s fucking ugly.” “Why worry about it, the only head she wants to look at isn’t on your shoulders.”...

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Handjob Hannah

This is a work of fiction, nothing like this has ever happened in my life but the fantasy needs to be written down. This fantasy is like a song that gets in your head and drives you nuts until it fades away. Perhaps writing it down will make it fade from mine, perhaps it will take up space in your head.I knew it was wrong from the very start. But my hard cock, her cute face and figure, and my lust for her took over my brain and there was no going back. My wife had called earlier in the day to...

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Nandita To Nandini

Hi, To all Iss reader this is my first story hope U all would like it a complete fiction.my self raj i live in Mumbai this story is about my aunty nandita,let me describe her she is in her 30s,lives with her husband and daughter.She is born beauty with an awesome fig of 36.28.40 ..her assets are her huge melons of 36 d and her ass that will give a hard on to any guy who looks at it So now my story starts this was like 5 years ago when I was appearing for my 12 th HSC examination at that time my...

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Carla Episode 1 Carlas Helping Hand

Carla and George, both live in an upper class, suburban neighborhood.  George is forty-nine-years-old, a very intelligent, and well-respected cardiovascular doctor who is committed to his practice, and his success is proof of it.  He has been divorced from his wife for the past five years, and his sex life has been non-existent.  His only excitement recently has been looking at Carla from the window, in her school uniform skirt.  The sight of Carla always gives him a massive erection.Carla is...

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Samantha and Hannah Twins Summer Fun Part

It was the first proper day of summer, the sun shone brightly and there was the almost inaudible buzz of insects flitting from flower to flower. The twin sisters loved the summer, they loved being outdoors and this was their first opportunity to bask in the heat.Hannah dusted down the sun lounger and positioned it in the sun in their back garden. Then after slipping into a two piece bikini and wrapping a sarong around her body she went outside with a good book.She had been out there for half an...

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Carla and Georgina A TG Love Story

Carla and Georgina : a TG Love Story By Dani2 1 Georgina, whose given name is George, rests on her knees and elbows, sighing and moaning as Carla teases the tiny opening of her ass with with her rock hard shecock. Georgina is dressed in a lacy white bra, a matching garter belt, lacy topped white stockings with seams up the backs, and white 4 inch heeled pumps. Carla is dressed indentically, except in black. Carla...

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Carla Comes Into Her Own

Carla "So, Carlos, I saw you having a long discussion with Dwayne Johnson. He seemed very happy when he left. Left you a fat tip too. Well done." Marta had also just finished with her client and was arranging her work station. Carlos was at his station gazing out of the front door of their beauty salon. Marta Villanova and Carlos Camara were co-owners of a hair and beauty salon. Marta owned 75% and the rest she had allocated to Carlos. His hairdressing skills, both with men and...

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Carla and Mike

Carla and Mike Carl and Mike had been high school friends. Both were average students, Carl better in the classroom, Mike a natural jock. Carl chose college, Mike the military. After being separated a decade they were meeting again. Carl had been an introvert, often the subject of rumor of being gay. Yet never in school had it ever been proved. Mike didn't question and had been a “girl slayer”, but they had a mutual interest in the “Old West” since Carl's great grandfather had been an actual...

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Carla at the drivein and beyond

When I was in college, I was a bartender on the weekends at one of the most popular bars in the city. I had a blast working there and quickly became friends with the bouncer, Jim. Jim knew everybody, all the radio station DJ’s, all the bar owners in town, and we partied quite a bit. Especially after the bar closed at 2am and we had the after party. We had some wild times. One night we ended up at Jim’s place listening to music and I crashed on his couch. The next morning was full of sunshine...

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Carla Michaels

Carla Michaels and her long-time friend, Jenny Banks were lying back on their lounge chairs, watching the two handsome young men playing in the pool. "Doesn't seeing them make you wish that you were twenty-five again?" Jenny said as she turned to Carla and it looked like her giant nipples were about to explode under her tiny, black bikini top. "God yes!" Carla moaned as she continued looking over both of the young men and their very toned bodies. "Just imagine what they could do to us...

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Carla Buys a House

CHAPTER ONE Ever since they made her a partner, Carla had been toying with the idea of buying a house. On Sundays, she would sit in her bed, with the paper and her coffee, perusing the Real Estate section. On April 14, she got up at her usual late Sunday morning hour of 9, donned her silk kimono robe and padded into the kitchen to make coffee. Maurice was nowhere to be seen, but she knew he was lurking around somewhere, so she poured a little of her coffee cream into a saucer for him. When she...

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Carla and the Beanstalk Chapter 1

IF YOU THINK IT IS GOOD AND WOULD LIKE TO READ MORE, PLEASE LEAVE A COMMENT AT THE END TELLING ME TO CONTINUE, THANKS Once upon a time, a small poor family lived in a cottage on the outskirts of one of the busiest towns in england. There was Jack, who was a young arrogant 16 year old boy who thought that he could get away with anything. He had brown, fair hair, was good looking, and just under six feet tall. He didn't care for anyone but himself, and often stole what he...

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Carla and Alice

“Lada dedadeda de, la de da, la de da,” Carla hummed a snippet of Mozart’s Minuet in G to herself as she dialed the phone. “Hi, Carla! What are you up to, girlfriend?” Alice asked into the phone. “How did you know… oh, duh. Caller ID. Silly me. I just finished an experiment, and thought I’d bring it over to share, and get yours and Gerald’s opinion on it,” Carla replied. “Experiment, huh? So you want me to be your guinea pig? How do I know it’s edible? What is it, anyway?” “I promised the...

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Carla Daddy and Mommy

Carla grit her teeth and struggled to breathe. She loved rough fucking, but this was really pushing her limits. Her father’s grip was tight and strong around her neck. He had a firm hand holding her hip bone at the pelvis, and the other squeezing her throat just below her jaw. Despite his forceful thrusting, he was able to keep her body firmly in place. She didn’t care about the lack of oxygen at the moment. She just wanted to cum on his thick cock. His fucking had been hard, fast, deep, and...

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Carla Meets Mister Theobald

Karl Baxter was an unmarried man aged forty who spent a lot of his time as attractive thirty-something Carla Baker. Throughout his twenties and early thirties, Karl had had sexual liaisons with both females and males but if he were to express a preference at that time it would have been for cock rather than cunt. At about the age of thirty-five, Karl had started to dress, from time to time, as a female although in the early weeks and months of doing it he never ventured outside. As confidence...

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Carla Buys A House Chapter Two

Carla drummed her fingernails on the desk beside her phone as she wrestled with her conscience. Alice’s message had been clear. The weekend was looming on the horizon, and she and Gerald wanted Carla to come out and play. But Carla‘s memory of Doris’ spanking was still so fresh and vivid. Just thinking of it, she could feel herself beginning to swell, and she needed to open and close her legs as she sat at the table. She’d been like that all week. She thought how the heat from the spanking had...

3 years ago
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Carla Buys A House Chapter Two

Carla drummed her fingernails on the desk beside her phone as she wrestled with her conscience. Alice’s message had been clear. The weekend was looming on the horizon, and she and Gerald wanted Carla to come out and play. But Carla‘s memory of Doris’ spanking was still so fresh and vivid. Just thinking of it, she could feel herself beginning to swell, and she needed to open and close her legs as she sat at the table. She’d been like that all week. She thought how the heat from the spanking had...

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Carla The Dear Sister

Carla The Dear Sister By: A. W. Chohan My sister Carla was only a year younger than I and so we were very close to each other, mostly about our secrets. I had always been the protective big brother, and she been very supportive, adoring little sister. We respected each other’s ideas and thoughts, depending for advice and support. She had a unique ability to advise me about the girls I picked as my dating partner knowing very well about my interest for what these girls had between their legs and...

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Carla Acquaintance Turns Serious

I had no idea what Carla looked like. We had chatted on Facebook and I had a vague recollection of her as a young child when we grew up together in a close-knit and conservative part of Dallas. Our Facebook chats were light-hearted but deeply engaging. The one phone call we had was similar. “Maybe we could meet up some time,” Carla suggested. I was quite happy in my marriage and not looking for anything to happen but I reasoned that it would be nice to reconnect with someone from my past,...

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Carla and Carrie III

After we dried ourselves, we lied down on the bed and fell asleep. It was wonderful to be next to Carla. She was a beautiful and sexy woman. And my cock was always hard as I spooned with her. I alarm went off after an hour. The was a knock on the door. It was the motel cleaning crew, twin young ladies from the Philippines, Ester and Ruth. Carla told them to come right in. Ester said, “Yes boss.” Carla giggled and asked her to call her Carla and then she introduced me. “Hi Mike,” came from both...

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Carla

It was dark, wet and cold when Carla got into her car to drive home. She'd had a long day and she was tired and ready for bed. Her train had been delayed by 'leaves on the line' the conductor had said when he announced the reason that they had been standing for so long in the middle of nowhere. She had no idea why a few leaves could possible cause such a long delay. The next time he passed through the carriage, she asked him. “That's just what we say as a quick explanation,” he said quietly,...

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Carla at the Fair

Introduction: This story was written for my wife to enhance our sex life. This story fulfills her fantasys. It was our first time going to the Renaissance Fair in Dallas and we were both excited. We arrived wearing traditional renaissance clothing. My wife was a winch wearing a tight leather corset that lifted her boobs up high and me as a noblemen. We went to see the shows and buy new additions to our outfits. Everything at the fair has a sexual undertone and that is why we both liked it. We...

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Carla at the Fair

We walked up to a jewelry shack with a couple in there early 30's were working and started looking at the necklace's. We started talking about how crazy people at the fair can get and they told us that is nothing compared to what happens after hours when everyone else goes home. All of the workers camp out at night they told us. Jim and Stacy were married and traveled around to the different fair grounds selling there merchandise. Jim was a good looking man and his wife Stacy was a buxom...

1 year ago
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Carla and her Family

Note : This story is completely fictional! Carla Cummings was married with four kids. Her Debbie was the oldest, almost sixteen. The twins Roger and Gregory were fourteen, and little Betsy was just thirteen. Carla owned a small restaurant in Macon, which she had purchased with her share of her parent's estate. She had known her husband Billy-Bob was cheating on her for years. He was always making plays for the waitresses at her business, where he was supposed to be the head bartender. Carla had...

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Nina and Hannah Get Spanked

This continues the Nina series. 38 year old Nina had got to work early but her bottom was stinging from the six strokes her 18 year old stepdaughter Ella had given her this morning. Six hard strokes because Hannah had complained again yesterday that Nina had belittled her at the office and Ella reiterated to her stepmother just what she thought of that. Six strokes. Before work to act as a reminder Ella explained. Nina hated being caned but always enjoyed the after pain and when she got to the...

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Hannah

HannahThis was turning into a very awkward conversation. The girl in the next door apartment had as good as invited herself in for coffee. Normally that would have been fine, in fact more than fine. Hannah was single, in her mid twenties and good looking. She was slim with a nice figure and shoulder length brown hair. But as he was making the coffee, she’d seen a print out from a local mistress that he’d accidentally left on the coffee table. And to make it worse he’d annotated it with possible...

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CARL SANDRAs BROTHER

Mid-morning, last week, Baxter phoned me at work to invite us over for a barbecue. Sandra’s brother, Carl was visiting, we were invited over to his welcoming party. I asked, “What should we bring?”He suggested some salads.I called my wife and informed her about our new supper plans.After work, I visited Royal Deli and picked up tubs of potato, potato with egg, and macaroni salads and a tub of ambrosia. We arrived at Baxter’s about 6:30, hauled our deli offerings into the kitchen and went out to...

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Hannah and Gretel

Their father had little to bite or break and once when a great dearth fell on the land he could no longer even procure daily bread. He thought this over at night and tossed about in his bed with anxiety. He groaned and said to his wife, "What is to become of us? How are we to feed our daughters, when we no longer have anything for ourselves?" His wife's eyes grew heavy with envy and cunning, "I'll tell you what we shall do dear husband. Early tomorrow morning I shall take...

3 years ago
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Hannah and Bess In Charge

Hannah saw that the assembly hall was filling up nicely. The college girls were used to sitting in rows on the floor during assembly and so that wasn’t going to change. Down each side of the hallway were set out wooden chairs with their backs to the wall and they were going to be for the teaching staff and the governors who would normally have sat on the stage, but not today.The stage itself was set out differently than normal. Halfway back there were two student desks with chairs facing one...

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Hannah Pt 2

Later that night they arrived at the restaurant and were shown to a table at the back. Tom had obviously been there before and seemed to know most of the waiting staff. Hannah looked at the attractive guy sitting opposite her. “Did you really like what I did earlier, I mean was I OK?” “It was great, you were great,” Tom smiled. “Wasn’t it a bit scary for you, you were completely helpless?” “Completely at your mercy, I know, that’s what made it so much fun,” he replied. Hannah looked a little...

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Hannah Pt 5 Final

The weekend away had been amazing. They had spent many hours talking and really exploring their relationship and where it was going. Some conversations had been had lying on the lawn under the warm sun. Some conversations had been had sitting on large beanbags in the cellar, next to each other, but either side of the locked iron bars.It was a week later and they had just returned from a Friday night out with friends. In the restaurant, they had sat at opposite ends of a table of eight, but had...

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Hannah Disciplines Marlene

Eighteen-year-old Hannah was walking back from the school athletics field where she had been training. She was on her way back to college where she was going to be holding a prefect’s detention, knowing that one of the sixteen-year-old girls, Lucy, had earned her second detention in two weeks so would need to be given a bare bottom spanking. Hannah saw enforcing the rules as an important role of hers and was thankful that she had attended so many of the discipline sessions at the Halfway house...

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Hannah Pt 3

The lift doors opened and Emma walked out into the office that she had run for the past three year. She was about to turn thirty-five and was a total career girl. She was dressed in blue jeans and a tight bright pink top, her long black hair up in a pony tail. She saw Hannah sitting on top of the safe. “Hi Hannah. What are you doing in today?” Hannah quickly crossed her legs and pulled down her skirt, hoping desperately that her boss hadn’t noticed that she was naked underneath. “Err.... just...

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Hannah Pt 4

Tom woke up just before 7am after only a couple of hours sleep. He carefully extracted himself from Hannah’s cuddle and walked over to the bathroom. He’d been woken by the discomfort of a failed erection that had pushed hopelessly against the inside of the chastity cage. He couldn’t even remember Hannah locking him back inside. He could remember making love to her all night, surely he was entitled to some time off.Hannah was starting to use the chastity cage more and more. She locked it on...

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