Christmas with Chris
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If you haven’t read An Unexpected Lover Chapter 4, this will all make much more sense if you do, but it should stand well enough on its own.
I spent my first Christmas as a married woman in the arms of someone other than my husband. If you’ve been following along, you know that shortly before meeting my husband I had a one-night stand with his brother, except I didn’t know that Chris and Steve were brothers until Thanksgiving. Needless to say, walking into that Thanksgiving dinner was an awkward situation. I played nice, and acted like a proper young lady until my future mother and father in law had gone to bed and it was just the three of us left with an open bottle of wine.
DiscoveryMy sister April came down the stairs to the lower level of our tri-level home. She walked across the room, standing at the end of the couch. I looked up from my video game and said, “What’s up, April?”“Nothing, Matt. I wanted to let you know I’m headed over to Gwen’s house. Mom is at Uncle Greg and Aunt Linda’s house and probably won’t be home until tomorrow night. Uncle Greg is having a party, and you know Mom won’t drive after she’s had a few drinks,” April said.“Have a good...
Gay MaleDonna was up early as she slipped on a pair of cut off jeans and a gray shirt as she headed out the door. She was gonna go grab her shoes, but thought better of it as it was such a nice day and since she never wore shoes in the summer and she was in a hurry was only heading up the street to get some food. Donna always had no problems getting men, but the problem was she was always getting losers and married men. Donna who was 5'7 and had long gorgeous brown hair, tanned beautiful legs and an...
One of my biggest fantasies was to watch my wife have sex with my neighbor who is black but my wife is a bit prudish and doesn’t believe in having sex outside the marriage. So there I am stuck with a fantasy that will never happen. Until the day I came up with the perfect plan.First let me describe my wife Tammi is 40 years old and only 5 foot 2 but built like a brickhouse. Long dark hair 34 c breasts not the upright kind like fakes but nice and soft. Nice round butt and a beautiful face.My...
Keep a copy if you want. Distribute to FREE sites only, and may not be used in a publication that is sold. ====================================================================================== He was born a six weeks premature to John and April McSweeney. They called him Christopher Allen. All through his younger years he was the smallest kid in the neighborhood, and then in school. His mother said that he’d grow, and he did. Mostly. But he was always behind the other boys in...
I talked with Pal and the two of us agreed to work on Chris that day. Our plan was to introduce the idea to Chris sometime during our midday ride, then jump his bones when we got back to the motel, before supper. The three of us were alone at a turnout when we laid our plans on him. "Chris - Pal and I have a little plan for you. We know you have this fantasy of wanting to be sexually dominated, so we want to make that happen for you - today, soon. You cool with that?" Chris slowly...
My friend, I’ll call him “Chris,” followed me outside. It was summertime. The afternoon was turning into early evening, but it was still quite warm. We sat in the deck chairs and put our feet up on the railing. Below us, the yard fell away towards the fence line. My wife was down in the garden. She was naked except for garden clogs, gloves, sunglasses and a big straw hat. Her back was to us.We sipped our beers in silence, watching my wife.After several long moments Chris said, “Should we tell...
Meg lay asleep in her bed like she did every morning when her mom woke her up for another day of school. Meg shook the morning grogginess from her head and headed for the bathroom. She took her usually place in front of the toilet for her morning piss. She let out her long stream while rubbing the base of her shaft and thinking about the day to come. After finishing she hopped in the shower and turned the hot water on. The feeling of the warm water on her nipples brought her semi-erect cock to...
“Would eight this Friday night be satisfactory for you?,” my contact asks after we negotiate a fee with some included for him. I am looking to what might eventuate tonight as I arrive right on time. “I am Christine, Sue’s secretary, you probably saw her on TV this week as she made some announcements concerning her business expansion in this city. “Sue has an incredibly high sex drive with a huge libido to match. She hasn’t had a man to fuck her for weeks, not that I am aware of anyway. Was...
“Would eight this Friday night be satisfactory for you?,” my contact asks after we negotiate a fee with some included for him. I am looking to what might eventuate tonight as I arrive right on time. “I am Christine, Sue’s secretary, you probably saw her on TV this week as she made some announcements concerning her business expansion in this city. “Sue has an incredibly high sex drive with a huge libido to match. She hasn’t had a man to fuck her for weeks, not that I am aware of anyway. Was...
“Would eight this Friday night be satisfactory for you?,” my contact asks after we negotiate a fee with some included for him. I am looking to what might eventuate tonight as I arrive right on time. “I am Christine, Sue’s secretary, you probably saw her on TV this week as she made some announcements concerning her business expansion in this city. “Sue has an incredibly high sex drive with a huge libido to match. She hasn’t had a man to fuck her for weeks, not that I am aware of anyway. Was...
“Would eight this Friday night be satisfactory for you?,” my contact asks after we negotiate a fee with some included for him. I am looking to what might eventuate tonight as I arrive right on time. “I am Christine, Sue’s secretary, you probably saw her on TV this week as she made some announcements concerning her business expansion in this city. “Sue has an incredibly high sex drive with a huge libido to match. She hasn’t had a man to fuck her for weeks, not that I am aware of anyway. Was...
Carly started out for revenge. Not for herself, but for those other girls that had been tricked by Chris into thinking he was good boyfriend material. The truth is he is a cock-sucking sissy boi. There was absolutely no way of hiding it. People from every continent had watched either the live-stream or the recorded video on the website, which suggested the video had been viewed 8.6 million times. Chris was a sissy cock-slurping slut...and everybody knew. Chris was, of course, mortified beyond...
OralThis story was greatly inspired by someone I did recently meet in a bar and I think the story could have easily turned into what is described below, except I was stupid enough to pass this chance. Comments and criticism are welcome and don’t forget to vote. Enjoy! Don’t things always happen when you least expect them? Any guy will be able to relate to this statement. Whenever you go out with the goal in mind to meet someone and maybe get lucky, it never happens, doesn’t it? So the other...
Every year, in late May, my family and I go on a camping trip with the Wright family. My parents had known the Wrights for years. Their family consisted of Jane, the mother, Ron, the father, and their son Chris. We only went to see them once or twice a year because they lived in California and we lived in Texas. I was most excited when my parents told me that Chris would be going on the trip. He had not gone the past three years and I had not seen him in a long time. My parents trusted me...
Every year, in late May, my family and I go on a camping trip with the Wright family. My parents had known the Wrights for years. Their family consisted of Jane, the mother, Ron, the father, and their son Chris. We only went to see them once or twice a year because they lived in California and we lived in Texas. I was most excited when my parents told me that Chris would be going on the trip. He had not gone the past three years and I had not seen him in a long time. My parents trusted me...
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Introduction: Wife and best friend Paulene and Chris As the light gently entered the room through the crack in the curtains, she lifted her head and saw him sleeping there. Recalling the events of the night before a big smile came across her face. As she stretched, her arm brushed his side and her hand landed squarely on his manhood, how she had so enjoyed him and now looked forward to more…. Polly knew they needed to rest and ignored the desire to roll on top of him and start where they left...
Introduction: This is my first story.Sorry if I do anything wrong.I think its a little long.Oh well.Can you guys comment to tell me what I could do for the next part.Im thinking of doing a next part.Should I? My cousins coming over this summer.I wasnt happy with his vist.He was a year older than me.Making him 19.He is my most hated person in the world.The reason I hate him is because he still tries to fuck me even though Im his cousin.Last night almost turned my life around.Almost.I went to go...
"Chris, I really don't mind. A lot of people have that kind of fixation." Carrie lit a cigarette and tossed the lighter on the table. "Come over here and watch. It's not like we're an uptight family." She let out a husky laugh, letting slow burst of smoke trail past her lips. She watched her son lazily get up and walk to the table, his cock straining against his shorts. "I don't know why," he began, "even with all the things we've done, I feel weird wanting to watch you smoke. Same for...
I walked into mine and Ryan's room.I glanced at the clock.6 a.m. I think it's time to wake him up before I start on breakfast.I woke him up by sucking on his neck.Leaving a nice hickey.Still not awake.I lay on top of him and gave him another hickey."Mmm.Well good morning, Gaby. This is a nice way to wake me up." Ryan moaned.He put his hands on my back.I continued scking on his neck.More gentle now.I worked my way up to his jaw, then to his lips.I gave him a small peck on the corner of...
Ok now we have another little story to share with everyone. We had a party a few years back when we lived in our appartment. Our appartment was a duplex with two very small rooms that connected to the living room/dinning room. So anyway there was a lot of drinking as usual, and we had about 4 of our guy friends and 3 of our girlfriends there. It was a small party, more like a social get-together. Anyway, so as the night went on we drank, played guitar hero, drank, danced, and drank some more....
For the following Sunday Gillian invited David over to her place, saying. “Chris spends the whole morning organising football training for the little ones.” “When does that start?” he asked. “Ten. He leaves at about half past nine. We could have a couple of hours before he gets back, then I’ll cook lunch, then Chris would like to watch you make love to me if you don’t mind?” “I won’t come to make love to you, but I’d enjoy fucking you again,” David said to make his attitude completely...
Me and a couple of friends were cruising around, trying to find someone to get us high for free. Kevin suggested this gay guy that had lots of money and liked to buy large quantities of cocaine in exchange for company. Both me and Chris instantly said no. Kevin pointed out that we had nowhere else to go and plus there was three of us and only one of him. If we watched each others back there was no way anything could happen. We agreed and next thing we knew a average height slightly overweight...
Chris was an all right looking boy. He was 18 years old. He had hair and blue eyes. He listened to rock music and dressed the skater look. Not all the girls were crazy over him but he was still a good choice they all said. He was slim about 120 pounds and had a nice 5 inch penis. It was a Monday morning and it was time for school. Chris's Mom woke him up and he hopped in the shower real quick. He got out and dried off. He then brushed his teeth and did his hair and he was ready. He ate a quick...
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