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After a lot of poking, prodding, and teasing, the stepsiblings managed to disentangle and get off Jason’s bed. Before he could pull Kelly out of the room, however, she noticed the sheets. “Whoa. Halt. Stop. Sorry, but those sheets have got to go.”
Jason protested but she remained adamant as only a somewhat fastidious big sister can be and began stripping the bed. Perhaps it was seeing her doing this basic household task in the nude that silenced Jason. And while he might have been tempted to stay and watch her bending and reaching, he hustled out the door. After stopping in the bathroom long enough to turn on the shower, he headed to the linen closet and retrieved new sheets.
Today I got home earlier from work. Once inside the house, I heard the music a little bit loud, like when my wife is cleaning, but she wasn't. I went upstairs and heard my wife. I cant believe what I saw. She was fv3king another guy in my bed. I got Fvk1ng angry but decide not to get in the room. The door of MY room was completely open. She was telling him, take me home hard babe take me home. He responded, you like this big cock? OOO yes fuck me, I love your big cock, stretch my pussy, I like...
It was a foggy evening in the Town. Brad was walking beside the road that lead to a truck stop. He couldn’t help but wonder how the hell everything happend so quickly. Brad was 19 year old boy who seemed to be an ordinary c***d of an ordinary family. He was a dark haired skinny boy and had a bit of a feminine features. He was currently in no school as he was not admitted to any since he didn’t do well on the tests. He was living with his mother, enjoying the carefree lifestyle of a student who...
Introduction: A fantasy becomes reality… We didnt have much time left. She would be here any minute. Are you done setting up the cam yet Joe? my fiance Marie yelled up the stairs. Almost there babe. I was quickly setting up a spycam in the closet directly across from the open bathroom door. My 19 year old niece Leanne who would be staying with us for a few weeks this summer had a nasty habit of leaving doors open. She once admitted to me that she didnt bother shutting doors because she knew...
I was in Brazil having the time of my life , my gf with me for the last week going from places to places with our pack sack, nothing but the 2 of us the Salvador lodge near the beach on a island was gorgeous on the picture i bookedthe next days will be so relaxing , walking on the beach together before sleeping , listening to the sound of the wavesWe were off soon in the morning to another nice trip ,looking foward to our remote island, my sexy gf blond hair floating in the air i got carried...
Special thanks to Digger for suggesting some of this series Prologue Kenneth Eaton was the youngest child of six, growing up on large farm in central California. His older brothers were all, "Masculine manly men" as they loved to say. Kenneth, however, wasn't. He was smaller, skinnier, and weaker. They favored their father, Kenneth favored his mother. Genetics weren't on his side. She was shorter, skinnier, and had barely any musculature. She was frequently called a, "Waif",...
Introduction: A fantasy turns into a plan… It all began when I met my future wife. Until she came into my life, I wasnt even willing to acknowledge these urges. After we met, everything changed. Let me explain. First off, Im a porn addict. That sounds bizarre to a lot of people who watch porn, but when something disrupts your life this much, youd have to be crazy not to call it an addiction. I bring up my petty addiction because it led me into other bad habits which, after Marie came along,...
Introduction: Long story We always got along well from the beginning, Sabrina, Kasey, and me. Sabrina was my older sister by a year, she has long beautiful blonde hair which fell over her shoulders. She had the piercing green eyes like the rest of our family. Even though we would occasionally get into petite arguments, we had a great relationship. I was still a baby when I learned that mom was pregnant, I was so eager and excited that I would get a new play buddy. My eagerness slowed down...
Introduction: Written in 1st person, with probably 1 million and 1 grammer and spelling mistakes. Just a tester! This is a story i started to write to a good friend of mine when his internet refused to load some porn. He advised me to post it, see what you people thought. His bedroom door broke last week and as he gets his (few time daily) wank under the covers he worrys if his sister will notice, maybe she has, maybe she hasnt. Its got him thinking about his sister and shes sneaked into his...
So this is the story of how I had the most wildest, scariest, unbelievable, unforgettable and absolutely amazing weekend with my shockingly beautiful stepdaughter. Her mother and I were not actually married but we were together for ten years and after we split up I continued to stay in hiromi's life. Hiromi is my stepdaughter (to keep it simple) she is half japanesse and half navaho. Yeah like a fairytale princess. She was always a very cute little girl but at about age eleven everyone new she...
Incestso it ben 3 days since crystal took my wife home I have not seen here in that time so I went to crystals house and knocked on her door she open the door wearing nothing but red hot pantie hoes and neon green corset she said well well well wat brings you to my home and I said im looking for my wife she said right this way we went down the stairs into her basement it all dark and there she was bent over naked tied on her table and there was another super hot shemale named Brittney she white lady...
If there are images in this attachment, they will not be displayed. Download the original attachmentmy wife and i visited a hotel about 30 miles away. i heard they had a more adult crowd and club attached. maybe some music. My intentions were to rent a room there, so we could stay out late and we could have few drinks for a change.I paid for the room, and we put our small bags inside. Inquired about the club, the clerk told me it was a party night, and we were welcome to go ahead inside for...
Im doin my thang, ya kno, primping in front of the mirror, waiting for my ride 2 go out, and I hear the beep outside. i grab my jacket, lock the door behind me and then im gettin into a limo...i slip inside only to find the limo not empty, but a bad-ass chick is in there, sittin on the other side wit her back 2 the driver, but i dont kno her, never seen her before...she knocks on the window and we drive away. I ask her who she is and what tha fuck she's doin in my shit, but she says nothin. I...
I’m making this right. I pulled the head chef over and said, “Call the corporation phone number and tell them to change the restaurant to any name you chose, including your own. Elena wouldn’t have sent you to me if you weren’t on the ball. I will email them to let them know to change whatever the current financial setup is on this place and must change it to you paying me a fair-market lease rate for the building and five percent of the net. I will extend a revolving line of credit with a...
“You can cum. Cum for me, good girl.”Just hearing him say the words brought her to orgasm. Her sex convulsed around him, mind closed to everything that wasn’t his. The dildo in her arse made the sensation even more consuming. Emma wasn’t sure if she’d even been that close until he ordered it. She came down drawing in lungful’s of air. Master pulled her in tight against him. She nestled into the crook of his neck. Wrapped in his arms, encased in the duvet, she listened to him fall asleep.Tonight...
Anal''Stop alex stop to fight , seriously you cant stop me now , stop this nonsense, you are so small , this belongs in panty we talk about this, yo cant be a boy, you are a sissy, my sissy ''''heeeeee''again , 2 nights in a row he joke about me having a girly frame as i get back from the showerbut this time he rip off my towell and i had my 5inch pinched atMike my roomate at the dorm . a tall black dude, was touching my ass and telling me i look like a girl more then a boy''stop it dude. ''''what...
Gianni, mi andresti a prendere la sega che ho dimenticato giù in cantina?... Attento, non è quella poggiata sulla vecchia credenza, è quella che ho lasciato sul mobiletto accanto, quello dove tengo i giornali vecchi» mi chiese mio padre intento a fare dei lavori in casa con me che ero lì ad osservarlo.Avevo visto spesso mio padre utilizzare vecchi quotidiani quando verniciava o quando utilizzava olio o lubrificanti ma non avevo mai visto da dove li avesse tirati fuori; però senza fare domande...
And now I wait to see what or if she will tell me anything about her past. She was lost in the scene outside the train window for a long time before finally turning to me to say, “Compared to my family, Teri’s family is ultra-progressive. I’ve never gotten a reason why my parents treated us like the most precious treasures in the world that they must hide away from the world. One day a man comes into our home with his son to stay with us. We bonded instantly. I had just turned eleven. He was...
Bob POV: (Still) Ibera was hugging me. I was still trying to figure out just what she meant by, ‘I’d caused a paradox’. And just what did she mean that I wasn’t fucked if she and Zeus could help it? I looked in her eyes, “Is there some way I can make this right?” “Possibly ... but first ... we need to figure out which reality you need to be in to do it. The big problem is that there are certain ‘Rules’ that neither Zeus nor I can violate. One of them is that we CAN’T tell you what to do...
I’d always had a thing about Mrs. Cartwright. There was something sexual about her, but it was impossible for me to explain what exactly. I’d once tried telling some close mates about how she made me feel, but they just laughed. They told me she was way too old for me and probably not very interesting. “She’s into potted plants, for fuck’s sake,” said Stewart, “It doesn’t get much more boring than that!” I figured my friends were probably right, but I still had this thing for her. She was what...
MILFIntroduction: I get with the boy of my dreams. Hey everyone, Im going to start casually uploading stories again, starting with this one about my best friend. This will have multiple parts. Anonyboi —————– God damn hes so cute. I thought to myself. My best friend Alex was seated in front of me in my English class. At 18 years old, Im 5 foot 6 inches and he is 5 foot 7 inches. Alex weighs about 115 pounds. Hes got long hair and hes a ginger. Oh, and hes straight. Myself, I have long blonde...
Debs was now a sex addict after sampling her first BBC and then a BBC gang bang and couldn't go a few hours without having an orgasm. She was taking vibrators to work just so she could slip into the ladies and bring herself off just to get through the day. When she got home she needed a fuck session before she could think of doing anything else. I wasn't complaining of course and I was getting sex everyday and Debs wanted more and more nasty, taboo and depraved role play and would cum hard with...
I was at work and the express had hired a new sectary for me I asked her I said hey crystal can u get me my papers please from my printer cause I was writing and needed to save time crystal walked over and bent over a little she was dark black I mean real black she had thick legs big booty nice thin abs big lard tits long blood red hair red lips bright green eyes panties hoes on red thong red dress shirt black dress suit and skirt crystal said it ok to stair I said im not im working she...
I turn the Tv off and go into the bedroom ,its very late and I am so tired I lay down and look over at her pillow and smell her lingering body lotion scent and smile and wonder what she is doing ,my cock stirs but Its too sore to jerk off again so I push the thought from my mind and drift off to a deep sleep.Something wakes me and I see a soft light when I first wake up after I clear the cobwebs I realize Lori is home and shes in the bathroom ..I hear running water and in a few minutes she...
You have been watching me through your window for years, watching me undress & put on my PJ's as I go to bed, watching me swim in the pool & walking my dog. You like my short shorts, my tiny tops, my long legs, my firm young breasts, you want me but you cant have me.I lay out to sunbath by the pool, the sun is warm, there is a light breeze, I think I am alone so i take off my top & bikini bottoms. The suntan cream feels nice on my breasts as i rub the lotion in to my supple young...
Hi, this is 24th story written under the pen name of Sultana Sinha. My real name is Aloke a 36 yrs old, married, Male from Patna, Bihar. Many readers mail me thinking I am a female. My reader with a request, to get it published on ISS forwards this story. If you like the story, please say so via mail or Hi I am Anjali, 28 years old married woman from Nagpur. I have a healthy sex life today. This is my story of losing my virginity. The story began 9 years ago before marriage. My parents were...
IncestIt was a foggy evening in the Town. Brad was walking beside the road that lead to a truck stop. He couldn’t help but wonder how the hell everything happend so quickly. Brad was 19 year old boy who seemed to be an ordinary child of an ordinary family. He was a dark haired skinny boy and had a bit of a feminine features. He was currently in no school as he was not admitted to any since he didn’t do well on the tests. He was living with his mother, enjoying the carefree lifestyle of a student who...
To fully understand this story it is recommended that you read parts Miss Cartwright And Miss Cartwright 2. I had not seen Miss Cartwright for more than 20 years, I was now a fully fledged Customs Officer working at a local Airport (which will remain nameless). I was on night shift and it was 2am the flight from Faro had just landed, I scanned the crowd as I always did and saw someone I thought was familiar, I quickly checked the flight manifest and yes there she was Miss Sarah Cartwright, I...
SpankingTo fully understand this story it is recommended that you read parts Miss Cartwright And Miss Cartwright 2. I had not seen Miss Cartwright for more than 20 years, I was now a fully fledged Customs Officer working at a local Airport (which will remain nameless). I was on night shift and it was 2am the flight from Faro had just landed, I scanned the crowd as I always did and saw someone I thought was familiar, I quickly checked the flight manifest and yes there she was Miss Sarah Cartwright, I...
Brighton Pier By Belle Gordon The heavy iron door banged shut and the keys turned in the lock. I lay down on my bed and resigned myself to being locked up for the next twenty two hours. As I'd done many times previously I cursed my stupidity. Love had blinded me to the risks and dangers involved in breaking the law. I thought I had covered my tracks but I'd got careless and greedy. Inevitably I got caught. I should have foreseen what was likely to happen when I'd stolen the...
Linda Wright’s seven year old nephew Matthew has been living in her home for a month with her sixteen year old daughter Mary, and her thirteen year old daughter Donna. Along with her loving Christian husband Dan whom she has been happily married to for over twenty years. Linda was very pleased with how well behaved Matthew has been ever since that fateful day in church, where he learned a good lesson, after lying over Miss Calusa’s knee. Matthew has been provided with structure, along with...
Now be a good boy while your wicked big sister puts her personal brand on your manly butt. After a lot of poking, prodding, and teasing, the siblings managed to disentangle and get off Jason’s disheveled bed. Before he could pull Kelly out of the room, she noticed the sheets. “Whoa. Halt. Stop. Sorry, but those sheets have to go.” Jason protested but she remained adamant as only a somewhat fastidious big sister can be and began stripping the bed. Perhaps it was seeing her doing this basic...
IncestSet in a dystopian alternate reality (world created by George Kinaski, aka Marlissa) in which women have been stripped of rights and the best they can hope for is marriage or administrative office jobs in which they will be expected to sexually satisfy the boss. Against this backdrop, Sandi is trying to get a better jobShit. I forgot the coleslaw. I could picture the Tupperware container sitting next to the fridge. I sighed, fat lot of good it does me there. I peeked up at the clock. Time was...
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ExhibitionismFriday 28 November 1952 Our one night together in Brighton began by us meeting as arranged in the concourse of London Bridge railway station, at five in the afternoon to catch the 17.15 train. I had already picked up the first class tickets from the office. There was a freezing pea-souper in London that Friday afternoon in late November and you could barely see a hand in front of your face. As the weather was so bad I left my rented house in Croydon half an hour early so I was waiting for her...
Miss Cartwright Part 2 Part 1 ended where I had suffered a Spanking and caning at the hand of Miss Cartwright the Art teacher for submitting a picture of her in a class project. The following week I handed in my Art homework as usual it had been a landscape and I knew that I could do that okay so I had no worries, school went on and I sat my exams and on the last day of term I once again saw Miss Cartwright. ‘Are Peter, your last day at school have you learnt your lesson in how to behave and...
Miss Cartwright Part 2 Part 1 ended where I had suffered a Spanking and caning at the hand of Miss Cartwright the Art teacher for submitting a picture of her in a class project. The following week I handed in my Art homework as usual it had been a landscape and I knew that I could do that okay so I had no worries, school went on and I sat my exams and on the last day of term I once again saw Miss Cartwright. "Are Peter, your last day at school have you learnt your lesson in how to behave and...
SpankingImmediately, I remembered the incest with my sisters; jacking off with a variety of things wrapped around my shaft; a couple of goats, which fit my cock about the same as my tight cunt sister-in-law; and…. The cantaloupe. Leo already knew about the incest with Mae and Jody... he was the one who started it all. We took turns with Mae many times, but I don’t she ever let Leo get into her panties. I got there… but that's not what this story is about. As we grew up, Leo and I often compared...
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Chapter 1 An exploration of a love-hate relationship That old manor was no place for a city girl like Stella. Perhaps if she’d been born in this country and her parents hadn’t decided to move to America when they tuned 18, she might feel more comfortable running this big mansion. She would have been living here all along if her mother hadn’t passed this house on to her younger sister when their parents died. Now that Stella’s aunt had died a lonely, some say crazy, maid at 45, her mother was...
Four years ago my wife (my girlfriend back then) and I moved down to Brighton and had a wonderful flat just off the seafront, only 100 yards from the beach. When the summer came around it was great to go and sit on the beach and relax in the sun with a good book, magazine or just our thoughts. My girlfriend was then a petite size 14 (UK) with lovely 36D tits and curvy hips that blend into a lovely pert bottom. She has long red hair that she often wears in bunches and the prettiest little face...
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I woke up early and was standing at the front window, staring out at the street, when Kim wandered out of the bedroom. “You’re up early,” she cooed from behind me. “Yeah, the driver said he was going to be here at seven.” The sky was just beginning to show the colors of dawn. The horizon was an almost majestic purple. “It’s six fifteen,” Kim slipped her arms around my midsection and nuzzled her face into my neck. I closed my eyes. She was still warm from our bed. She smelled like she had just...
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My Story begins 40 years ago when I was a pupil at school, as this story is true I will not name the school and the name of the teacher involved has been altered as well. I was not that good at Art but I really fancied the Art Teacher Miss Cartwright who I think was about 24 years old I was at the time 18 and in the 6th form. I had been given a project to complete a pencil drawing of a life model and I had made a real hash of it, I had however been working for weeks on a pencil drawing of...
My Story begins 40 years ago when I was a pupil at school, as this story is true I will not name the school and the name of the teacher involved has been altered as well. I was not that good at Art but I really fancied the Art Teacher Miss Cartwright who I think was about 24 years old I was at the time 18 and in the 6th form. I had been given a project to complete a pencil drawing of a life model and I had made a real hash of it, I had however been working for weeks on a pencil drawing of Miss...
SpankingCopy-write,[email protected] Another story by Pagan. Alright so I was wrong. As she came down the lawn she was giggling like a schoolgirl, her husband heard her and turned his head to watch her. His lovely wife headed his way; in each hand she held a glass of orange. He looked at her as she skipped over the grass, she was really lovely, they had been married four years now but they had decided to wait until they were in their thirties before children, build a secure future and all...
Kelly Layton glanced out at the dreary, post-blizzard landscape. Just looking at it made her feel cold. That alone would have been enough to keep her indoors, but she had one more special reason.A sudden wave of ecstasy rippled across her nude body and she quivered with delight. Moving her gaze away from the outside world, she smiled and watched the familiar blonde head bobbing between her spread-eagled legs. This had to be the absolute perfect way to spend a Sunday afternoon.Well, she supposed...
TabooTuesday, May 17, 2005 (Continued) I arrived at the designated time. A couple of the group's girls were waiting for me just inside the driveway. They jumped in my car and directed me where to drive. The motel had a large building, presumably with some rooms, the restaurant, and whatever other facilities would be open to everyone. It also had several detached bungalows scattered around the grounds, one of which I was directed to drive to. The bungalow was like a small, luxurious house. Even...
Kelly woke in her brother’s bed cuddled next to his nude body. The sheet barely covered his morning erection. She thought about teasing him awake, it struck her as the big-sisterly thing to do, but then rolled onto her back, stretched, and immediately dozed off and slipped into yet another rerun of her dreams. Like most of those she’d had recently, they involved sex. Unlike the usual panoply of unfulfilled fantasies, however, these featured the sex she’d had the night before with...
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