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“What? You say with a smile as I adjust the pillows and prop myself to look at you.
There’s a lot to be said without words don’t you know and if this works, if you can understand what I’m saying to you with these big adoring eyes, you might just realise that in me is a truth you won’t find anywhere else.
“I’m horny, I know it’s not unusual but for gods sake help me out here, what else is 5am for? Perhaps 5am is for story writing!
Did you ever turn someone on with just the look in your eye? Did you dare to gaze a little bit (a lot) longer than is socially correct? Might you have told each other the silent obscenities that were never allowed a voice before or shown a little bit of yourself, a part that no-one else was privileged enough to see.
I went to the bathroom to get the K-Y and a couple of condoms, and just like in a poorly written movie I found myself looking in the mirror. I thought, "proud of yourself?" No backing out now. I felt guilt, but reasoned that we were both going to get what we wanted. Beside, she needed major help with her self-esteem, and right now maybe just totally giving herself to a man was what she needed. That's the kind of logic a horny man sometimes resorts to. While in the bathroom I decided to...
I found myself in awe of my surroundings. I had never been south of the Mason-Dixon line in my entire life, but I found myself traveling into the belly of the Bible Belt looking for work. In a moment of sheer capriciousness, I thought that I needed a change of pace, if only for a little bit before I completed accepted adulthood.Virginia took forever to drive through, it was made up of long stretches of highway almost completely covered in large tractor-trailers and signs for various...
SpankingA lot of people have asked me how I manage to cum without hands. Well it has required some training for me. It is of cause important to be horny enough to do it, but it is also important to experience how it feels to cum without hands. Therefore the training is about to get to the state, where you know, that you don't need so much to control yourself to achieve the point of no return using your mind only. Later this control will be easier, because you know the feeling. Here is the training to...
TURNING HANDSTANDS 1. CRASH! Ian Bradford paused at his computer, glancing up at the ceiling in growing irritation. What the hell was Aggie up to now? He had two papers due next Monday and she'd been bumping around upstairs all afternoon. The constant pounding was wreaking havoc with his concentration; he'd just written the same paragraph four times. God, he wished he'd headed down to the library this morning. His life had descended into chaos since his precocious young cousin...
The whisper was soft as I watched him from across the room. “Enjoy your dinner, Eli. Don’t worry about how it was paid for.” It bothered me that I’d verbalized my thoughts. It was unprofessional. Looking away from Eli, I made sure that no one was obvious in their concern about the crazy lady at the table for one who was talking to herself. Eli Martinez worked for a hedge fund and could easily afford his meal at Rio Bistro. I couldn’t, but my dinner was an investment. The waitress was sweet...
In his hands I felt safe. I always had. In a world of people desperately seeking and holding out hope for that one true connection, I had found mine. He had stolen my heart in an instant, becoming my oxygen and with him I felt more alive than ever before. Never had I felt so treasured and adored, his affection spellbinding. Willingly I bestowed both my mind and body to him. And in doing so he had opened my eyes to so much more. Deep in my heart I knew he would always keep me close, forever...
BDSMA Safe House?1 The OfficeSusie went over and over her options on the short Taxi ride from her plush modern office to the nondescript street of workmen's houses where the woman at the help desk had directed her, "They offer the utmost in confidentiality and sensitivity when relationships fail, everything from a refuge or safe house to a reconciliation service for the professional or business woman," she had been assured, and now after paying the driver, she walked slowly down the street looking...
As is usual with many of my stories, if it’s hardcore graphic detail you want — move on to the next submission, This is about feelings, emotions, inner conflict. Also as usual, please give me feedback — it’s the only way I’ll improve. If you don’t like it — tell me why. If you do like it, then tell me why as well. If you do read on — thanks for making the effort! ++++++++ The second kiss was everything she knew it would be. There was a brief touch of tongues then he slowly moved away from her...
Copyright © 1995 I took the little white packet from him. I set it in my open palm and stared at it long and hard. It seemed so small, so trivial. It was funny how such a little thing could relieve so much frustration. When I started going with Billy, I had to fight him every step of the way. It wasn't long, though, before he wore down my resistance and I discovered the joys of his wonderful hands. His fingers on my titties made me feel so good. The first time he sucked on my...
She made her way up the lane her case trundling behind, bouncing over the bedrock where it broke through the hardened tracks, a bag of shopping bouncing against her knee. She thought of her Da sitting in front of the hearth forever re-lighting his pipe; the sulphurous smell of matches overpowering the wafts of tobacco. He had looked so ‘temporary’ after her Ma had died.He had always been the sort of man quick to smile, slow to frown. When he knew he was being watched he had seemed no different;...
SupernaturalI had not looked into online personal ads before, but after hearing about it from a friend back home I figured I would check it out. I went to Craigslist, and found the nearest “big” city listed. I hoped I didn’t have to drive an hour just to get laid, but I had to try something. After scouring all of the ads, and sending messages to a dozen women, I still did not find anything great. Then after about two weeks, my luck had changed. The posting read “Older BBW wants to get raped- 62-...
I am living in Coimbatore for last 36 years. I respect womanhood and I vouch on the fact that a woman needs to enjoy sex more than a man and I have practically realized it whenever I loved a lady in bed. This happens when women don’t get fucked the way they want to be by their husbands. I like ladies with good looks, figure and good sense of humor. These qualities help me to bring out more out of me to offer services to the lady I am sexually playing with. I have always wished to meet a lady...
I live in a suburb of Los Angeles, and go Downtown 3 nights a week for school. I’m 32 and divorced. Having just ended a 3 year relationship, I’ve had to resort to masturbation for my sexual release. I was getting ready for the drive home, and passed a gal at a bus stop trying to hitch a ride. She did not look like a hooker, and this also was not a great neighborhood. I pulled over, and she asked if I could give her a ride. She climbed in, and we took off. Her name was Mary, and we started...
SafePornSites! I know you guys are already used to using my website to find all the best porn platforms there’s out there. However, I think it’s good to change things up from time to time. Then again, when you have a porn list site as advanced as mine, you’ll probably be coming back after not that long. But still, it’s nice to have a change of pace at some points in your porn-watching career, and that’s why sites like Safepornsites.pro exist. Well, I understand why it could seem redundant for...
Free Porn Tube SitesThis story is based on "Impervious but exposed", more specifically a chain started by Anonegg and left unfinished. I liked the premise and wanted to do my own version. Danica looked at her laptop’s screen in terror - someone had recognized her. She decided to post a naked picture of herself a few days before, a self-imposed dare to see how it would feel. Her face was out of the frame, the background was a plain white wall and the chances of someone she knows finding the picture among the...
Karl always enjoyed photography as a kid so when it was time to choose his career, there was no question that he would become a photographer. His assignments took him all over the United States where he finally lost some of his small town shyness but he had as yet never traveled abroad. He was offered an interesting assignment and before he knew it, he was on a plane bound for Africa. He arrived late in the afternoon, checked into his hotel and relaxed a bit before venturing out into a...
Rose WilderSafe Word: RainbowA Jacqueline and Victoria StoryThe reception area at the airport was crowded but Victoria still easily saw the tall form of her lover striding confidently towards the exit. She slipped between the throngs of people and intercepted her. Her arms closed around a slim waist and she pressed her head against the red haired woman’s chest whispering,?I missed you so much, my Jacqy.?A strong finger gently pressed her chin upwards and she lost herself in her lover’s big...
Aaron: I think a true friend does not cheat with your wife and my friends were true friends. They helped me in my worst state of my life, so they were not fair-weather friends. Fair-weather friends are only with you during the good times, but leave you when things are messy. They also kept my ‘saving’ action in secret from their families to this day. I am very grateful for their help. Mainly, I am grateful to John who discovered Ken’s boastful video in time. I am forever indebted to him. It...
I know that this story is going to sound really strange to you but I couldn’t help myself. From the very beginning I was lost to the sensations that controlled my actions. It all began one day when I was on the road as a sales rep for my company up in the Seattle area. I have to pay my own expenses so I’ve learned to trade quality for price. Even though most women won’t stay at cheap hotels because of the safety issue I do because I need to save money. Anyway, I stayed at a...
This time she wanted a little role play, and was hoping to try some exhibitionism. I had the perfect place in mind. I set up the meeting to take place in an open meadow that was surrounded by forest. I gave Sandy directions to a trail that would lead her there, and I went there early to set up a camping tent. The walls of the tent were just mesh screen, so if I left the tarp off of it, any passer bys would be able to see right through. That took care of the exhibition while keeping the bugs...
David was bone tired by the time he rounded the point and entered the harbor channel. It was 3:30 pm, but he had already put in an 11 hour day. He still needed to clean up the boat and bring his catch to the market before he could go home for a much needed nap. He looked at Sampson, snoozing on the fore-deck, with a little bit of envy. The old mastiff had the life. Then again, Sampson probably didn’t have many good years left. He already was having difficulty getting in and out of the boat. He...
John worked as an advisor in a bank and enjoyed his time there. He got to see and talk to a lot of different people, while also playing with numbers which he liked so much. John was a rather open and friendly guy, though some may say he´s kind of nerdy sometimes. He didn´t care, as long as he got to do what he liked no one could put a cloud over his head. It was a Friday and all employees were enjoying the outlook of an up and coming weekend. John had planned to take an early one to go home...
Franklin sighed heavily as the phone on his desk rang loudly. He had just been promoted to a management position in the sales firm he worked at, and after a long day of wrangling unwilling underlings, the last thing he wanted to do was take another phone call. But duty was duty, so he picked it up. ‘Hey, babe!’ The chipper voice on the other end of the line made him smile. Hope always seemed to know when he needed cheered up. ‘I just wanted to make sure the man I love isn’t working himself to...
Another beautiful tale of love between a mother and son. This story contains no i****t but is more dirty and perverted than a mom and son fucking. I know my regular readers will like it and as always send me comments/feedback at [email protected] ====================================================================It was 3 in the morning. I was sleeping on the couch. The TV was still on. In a small room next to me was my 47 year old mother on queen bed."Boom", I awoke with a start. Someone was at...
John worked as an advisor in a bank and enjoyed his time there. He got to see and talk to a lot of different people, while also playing with numbers which he liked so much. John was a rather open and friendly guy, though some may say he´s kind of nerdy sometimes. He didn´t care, as long as he got to do what he liked no one could put a cloud over his head. It was a Friday and all employees were enjoying the outlook of an up and coming weekend. John had planned to take an early one to go home and...
Straight SexAaj mai jo kahani aap ke sath share karne ja raha hoon wo kahani aaj se 2 sal purani hai. Jab mai 12th me padhta tha, us samay mujhe sex karne ka bahut man karta tha, par mere aas pas koi aisi aurat nahi mili jise mai chod saku.Aap soch rahe honge ki maine aurat ke bare me kyo lokha kyoki mai shuru se hi aurat ke sath hi sex karne ka sochta rahta tha.kyonki aurat ko chonde se phasne ka chance bahut hi kam hota hai agar wo pregnant bhi ho gayi to log samajhege ki bachcha uske pati ka hai. Aur...
Swindon, Wiltshire, UK. Alex Trimmer (real name: Alexi Trimouk) contemplated the sparse contents of his small kitchen and lit another cigarette. A flimsy net curtain fluttered in the window. Alex was – in the parlance of Cold War thriller writers – one of the spies who came in from the cold, trading a sinecure in the Russian Embassy in Sydney for a poky little terraced worker’s cottage in the once-great railway town of Swindon.Admittedly he had £500,000 distributed amongst half-a-dozen savings...
MasturbationTom made a lot of money and retired from the fast-paced and sometimes brutal business world in his early fifties. That had cost him a wife more than a decade earlier. His personal and sex life had been opportunistic at best, usually quick and short liaisons with businesswomen who might or might not be married. Now he could spend time in his big house and pursue hobby interests, or so he thought. He had a favorite girlfriend, Georgia, a sixtyish divorcee who picked up on his needs when the...
The man took her hand and gently pulled her between our mother's still spread thighs. "Sharon can skip the foreplay, you will find her more than ready for you girl." I stole a look up at moms face, still facing the wall. Silent tears rolling down her cheeks. Sally did not need further urging and leaned over before the man, her slim tight bottom pressing into his thigh, bringing her face before our mother's still wet sex. "No Sally... !" That squeak came from me. My sisters eyes...
Hello doston me aman phir nayi kahani lekar aya hu yeh kahani meri maa ki hai me aur meri maa hum apne rishtedaar ke jaha ja rahe they humari train raat ki thi jaldi-2 me maa tikte uthana bhul gayi maa ne kaha koi baat nahi tc ayega use pese dekar boking kara lenege me aur maa train pe chad gaye hum cabin me gaye cabin khali tha hum vhi beth gaye train chal padi maa ne apni sadi utaerdi aur nighty pehan li thodi der baad ek tc aya geya vo hume dekh ker bola ap yaha kya ker rahe hai maa boli...
Note : This story is completely fictional! This is my real encounter where on an impulse I went to my cousin Prinya"s house and ended up making love to her. Please read this and contact me with your comments. On a hot sunny day, I was traveling on my bike after a long business session with a client. As I entered the main road after the railway station, I came across a traffic jam, the road literally filled with all kinds of vehicles and the cacophonic noises made by restless drivers. Not...
IncestMy life was pretty typical and normal and for some reason all of it changed at random one day. I was walking through the halls when one of the schools I go to, Go Hawks! But for some reason I got the weird feeling something bad was going to happen. I was called out of my class going to the office, I was curious at what I had did cause I hardly ever do anything wrong unless for the right reasons. I finally got to the office at the main building of the campus and was called into the...
The young man had run as fast as he could but had run into a brick wall. He tried to climb it frantically but it was too late his predator, an old man, 6ft, 300pounds was behind him. He turned to face him terrified at what might come next.The old man smiled at him knowingly "if you submit now, I'll make sure I lube you first" he finished his sentence by dropping his pants to reveal a massive tree trunk of a cock sticking out beneath his beer belly.The young stud stared, straight at one of the...
This story was written by a friend (who wishes to remain anonymous) and edited by me. Any and all praise for the work belongs to her! He stepped out of the shower, his salt and pepper hair still damp, the beads of water trickled down his chest and back, stopping at the towel that wrapped his waist, concealing his privates. I could see from my vantage point, one drop start at his earlobe, river down his chest, and guided by his chest hair, stop at his right nipple. It hung there briefly, not...
This story was written by a friend (who wishes to remain anonymous) and edited by me. Any and all praise for the work belongs to her! He stepped out of the shower, his salt and pepper hair still damp, the beads of water trickled down his chest and back, stopping at the towel that wrapped his waist, concealing his privates. I could see from my vantage point, one drop start at his earlobe, river down his chest, and guided by his chest hair, stop at his right nipple. It hung there briefly, not...
Quickie SexLOVE IS THE BEST THING IN THE LIFE- I am looking for true, deep love and happy marriage. chat on Y.a.h.o.o! Messenger ID: egyptian_souvenirs(AT)y,a,h,o,o.c. o. m skype name: egyptianman1967 My name is Mohamed El-Sayad, I am strong Egyptian man, handsome,good looking, my birth date is 27th January, 1967, Height: I am 185 Cm.tall,or 6 feet.1 inche, my Body Type: Average, I do not gambling, I do not use d**gs, I do not smoke nor drink wine, Alcohol at all, I never make sex with all and any girls...
LOVE IS THE BEST THING IN THE LIFE- I am looking for true, deep love and happy marriage. chat on Y.a.h.o.o! Messenger ID: egyptian_souvenirs(AT)y,a,h,o,o.c. o. m skype name: egyptianman1967My name is Mohamed El-Sayad, I am strong Egyptian man, handsome,good looking, my birth date is 27th January, 1967, Height: I am 185 Cm.tall,or 6 feet.1 inche, my Body Type: Average, I do not gambling, I do not use d**gs, I do not smoke nor drink wine, Alcohol at all, I never make sex with all and any girls...
When did I realise that I was handsome, well my mother always said I was from an early age, but then all mothers do that to their sons I suppose. Well I was about 14 or so when for the first time, I noticed my older sister giving me the eye. A quick word about Sue my older sister, she had always been a little over weight, teased about it often, until she reached 13 or 14, then she shot up a good 12 inches but stayed the same weight. Now she may have a few more inches around her waist than she...
I need new car tabs because I foolishly let mine expire at the end of the year. I could have had Cinnamon do this if I was thinking. Fortunately, Detective Handsome let me off with just a warning ... and dinner. Starting the New Year right Jordan’s party was really okay and the oyster stew wasn’t bad either. He hobbled around on his boot cast and Cinnamon was there to support him if he teetered. I think they hooked up last night. They were very cagey when I asked what they ended up doing...
Mustafa was the best looking waiter in the hotel. He was dark, classically handsome and had eyes that drew me in and made me weak. There was a theatrical element to him as he was always over-correct, very formal and over-acting his role of waiter. He walked with a confident and sexy swagger. His trousers were a little tighter than those of the other waiters and they seemed to be of a different cut altogether. They hugged a pert and rounded bottom which I could barely take my eyes off. He was...
GaySusan Warner impatiently tapped her feet. So far the day had not progressed as she would have normally expected. She was sat in the waiting room of a sexual health clinic waiting for her son David to finish his appointment. She was uncomfortable, not only with the surroundings but also the inhabitants. Semi-comatose college students leered at her through drunken eyes, whilst ashen faced young girls tried to avoid her gaze. They were all around David's age, though she ruefully mused that none of...
Susan Warner impatiently tapped her feet. So far the day had not progressed as she would have normally expected. She was sat in the waiting room of a sexual health clinic waiting for her son David to finish his appointment. She was uncomfortable, not only with the surroundings but also the inhabitants. Semi-comatose college students leered at her through drunken eyes, whilst ashen faced young girls tried to avoid her gaze. They were all around David's age, though she ruefully mused that none of...
Chapter 1The whole thing seems so bizarre when I think about it. I am a 53 year old women, happily married to a wonderful man. We’ve been married for over 23 years and have two c***dren, a girl 20 and a boy 18. It was a second marriage for both of us and my husband has three older c***dren from his previous marriage.My daughter Cara is a Junior in college and is living at home, but she comes and goes like the wind. My son, Tim, is a senior in high school and just the best k** you could ever...
"Can I go home?""Yes, but you will need help, twenty-four hour help. Have you got it?"I hesitated before giving the doctor a firm "Yes."However when he had left the room I wasn't sure who would be looking after me. An hour later mother arrived."Hi Adam, is the pain any better?""Hi mum, a bit.""Did the doctor say how much longer you are going to be in hospital?""I asked him."Mother interrupted me with "When?"I smiled and said "Let me finish, I can come home now."She gave me an even bigger smile....
No Hands Day 1 Mark sat down on the couch with his Aunt Tracy. His mother's sister was the younger of the two siblings somewhere in her mid thirties, Mark could probably work out her exact age based one what he knew of his Mom, but it really didn't matter, twice his age at least. She still looked young though, flawless skin, long dark hair that tumbled down her head in naturally curly waves. His Mom and her sister shared the same coloring but his Mom had long since cut her hair to...
“Hey Andy, what about this one!” John threw the paper to Andy who was slumped on the sofa watching daytime TV. “What am I looking at?” “The wanted ads – somebody wants a home help” Andy sighed. “Oh great – basically a cleaner. That’s not gonna go far to getting a deposit for my own place, is it?” “No – look at the ad. It says the job is 7 days a week, so there is live-in accommodation. You get a job, money and a roof over your head. Perfect!” “I don’t know. Sounds kind of weird. I mean, who...
The Great Shift: Healing Hands By Johnny Girl ([email protected]) I stared down at my hands. My hands. I still had trouble believing they were really mine. They were long and slender and delicate and feminine, wearing rings and bracelets, the fingers tipped with sparkly purple fingernail polish. These weren't the hands I was familiar with. They weren't the rough and strong and calloused hands I'd been so dependent on; they were weak and soft and smooth and small and useless...
"How is my favourite Daughter today?""A bit better than yesterday."I always call her my favourite even though she is my only c***d. Normally it makes her smile, but not today. I guess she is in too much pain."Have the Doctors said anymore about your hands?""Only that they are not as badly burnt as they first thought, and that given time they will heal OK.""That's great news, I was really worried.""Me too, but this pain is a bitch, though it is easing off. They have given me stronger...
Hello Friends, this is Shravan from Mangalore, Karnataka and presently working in Bangalore. The following new story of mine is Completely a FICTION and is not inspired from real life. I hope you will like it and please do send your feedbacks to Enjoy my Latest Fiction Story……. The incident i am going to narrate to you all happened during my cousin’s wedding function in my village. The function was attended by all my family members. I had put leave from my work for 10 days and attended the...
It was an accident! Really! I was a late bloomer. Walking out of high school at the end of my sophomore year, I was as flat as a board. Okay, I did have a couple of minor mounds on my chest but at age sixteen, I was definitely considered to be as flat as a board. I always kept a low profile at school wearing baggy clothing. Unlike Billie Eilish, I had nothing to hide. All that changed during the summer.By the end of June, my minor mounds were definite hillocks. They ached and when I touched or...
TeenWe were laying contentedly in each others arms, emotionally and sexually exhausted, when she dropped her unwelcome bombshell. “I don’t know how to say this Rob, I’ve being trying to for a while, but we are going to have to stop all this- and I mean a clean break from today.”“What…why?” I exclaimed, automatically hugging her beautiful warm body even closer to mine. My mind was racing, wondering what had prompted this devastating revelation. Had I done something wrong? Was she bored or fed up...
Love Stories(my first time out here. Please be patient. Was watching a lot of vampire movies.. LOL) I dream of his hands holding mine, but mostly I dream of his hands on my body, stroking and caressing my throat. That sharp, metal, nail, dragging, ever, so, slowly, across my jugular vein, and down my neck, towards the valley of my collar bone. I can almost feel it now, as it slips diagonally past my tattoo, and traces an invisible line across my chest, mounting the hills of my breasts with slow...
I was bored. I can’t believe I was spending my summer vacation like this. Working at this store called Vanity, who hardly anyone came into during the summer. All the girls were out on vacation to beautiful California or somewhere else gorgeous. I was jealous, but I needed the money if I was ever going to go to California next summer. It sucked, during school time a lot of girls came in with their boyfriends and while the girls tried on clothes, the boys secretly hit on me. Since the girls were...
No Hands!They play a game where he is in charge, but there are not losers.The rules are simple. No hands. You sit quietly in the chair and cannot touch my cock or balls with your hands. I will do all the work. You can touch yourself all you want, but not my cock or balls. You can touch my ass or my legs or my chest or my nipples, just not my cock or balls. Oh yeah, and no talking. OK? Good! Let's get started. I like the office chair because the height is adjustable. We can lower it all the way...
Straight SexI don’t normally take the bus, I used to think public transport was purely for the great unwashed, and perhaps I still think that.But beggars can’t be choosers, so I get the bus, among the great unwashed. The rain is pelting against the windows, and even though its early afternoon, the sky is ominous.The seats are cheap plastic, look-a-like leather, and my skirt has risen and now my arse is stuck to the filthy surface beneath me.I would move, but there is a young guy with a do-rag (it looks to...
AnalI could feel it moving in my grasp. Levi’s hand lay on top of mine, and underneath the stack, I felt it twitching against my palm. Even through his jeans, I could feel how hot and hard it was. I squeezed it a little tighter, watching Levi’s face for his reaction. His breath hitched, and he closed his eyes in a drawn-out blink. This made me smile so wide my cheeks hurt. “A little impatient, aren’t we?” he said in a breathless voice. “I’ve been waiting nearly a week to get my hands on you,” I...
MasturbationNext month I shall be sixty-seven years old. Before then there will be the fifth anniversary of the day my darling Dorothy was taken from me. A merciful release, said people who had known of her illness, and so it was. I still think of her, of course, and that is why I cannot help feeling just a little guilty about the turn my life has taken in the intervening years.Sex was never that important to Dorothy. At any rate, not once our early ardour had dwindled. And somehow I suppose I just adopted...