Wandering
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Chapter 5: Pattie
It’s been a while since we visited with Lee Stephenson, a wandering man looking for a new life after his divorce. He began his travels with the most remarkable luck, spending the first two weeks with five different women, all of whom helped restore his bruised ego. In fact, for a while, Lee began to think of himself as blessed, if not invincible. Trust me, he isn’t, as he found out over the next weeks. However, he didn’t exactly ‘go cold’ and he’s still on the road to recovery. So, why don’t we join him once again?
Wandering: Pattie
‘Don’t move. Stay right where you are,’ I whispered.
Her muscles relaxed and she slumped against my chest. We lay silent. There was no need for conversation. We had exclaimed our delight over the past half hour and swum in the pleasure of our shared passion. We had expressed our fulfillment at the completion of a flawless union.
We lay there in the dark, the gentle rocking of the boat adding to our peaceful recovery. I pulled the comforter over us to ward off the chill beginning to seep into the cabin as nightfall became complete. A purr of satisfaction was mumbled into my chest as the lovely Pattie tried to worm her way even further into my body.
‘I could stay here forever,’ she murmured.
‘Uhmmm,’ I agreed.
My hands roamed over the naked body of my partner, touching gently with my fingertips as I stroked the back of her thighs, across her perfect, round bottom, finishing lightly on her spinal column. I could sense her reactions in my chest and abdomen as she responded to my touches.
‘I’ve never been fucked on a boat before,’ she mumbled.
‘Likewise,’ I chuckled.
‘I feel very good, very … happy.’ Her muffled voice echoed the sentiment.
‘Uhmmm,’ happy that she was happy.
‘What did you say your real name was?’ She sounded half asleep.
‘Leighton,’ I answered with a grin.
‘Sir Leighton … my white knight. Thanks for saving me.’ Her voice was fading as she slipped further down the path of slumber.
‘You’re welcome. Now get some sleep.’ It wasn’t an order, but she didn’t take much convincing. She was out within seconds.
As the lovely, mysterious young woman snored lightly against my chest, my thoughts drifted back to how all this had come to pass.
Weary from driving and exploring back roads, I had stopped in Sicamous for lunch yesterday. As I got out of the Subaru and stretched my cramped limbs, I noticed a large, new houseboat being loaded on a railroad flatcar. I stood and watched for a while as I regained my equilibrium. I looked about at the little lakeside town and decided it would do for my next destination.
My survey detected a large sign for houseboat rentals in the next block. I had forgotten how popular they were on Shushwap Lake and decided I would look into it after I had eaten.
The Lakeside Bistro satisfied my lust for a greasy burger and fries, topped off with a decent strawberry milkshake. This was clearly a new definition for bistro. It was a retro-lunch if there ever was one. I paid the aging waitress, left a two dollar tip and sauntered out onto the street. The lunch was sitting in a lump in the bottom of my stomach, warning me not to make any sudden moves.
I strolled slowly down the street toward the houseboat rental office and was about to open the front door when I noticed the sign in the window. Closed for lunch. Back at 1. I looked at my watch and saw I had a half hour to kill. A few yards away a lane led to the water and access to a dock where a half-dozen houseboats were tied up. Might as well have a look, I thought.
Since it was just me, I wouldn’t need a big boat. There were two craft that looked to be in the mid-twenties in length and that would be more than enough. I peeked into the windows to get a look at the layout and soon determined I was looking at a floating camper. The cabinets and kitchen, bathroom and folding bed/lounges were the same as a dozen different campers I had seen. I should have guessed it.
The superstructure was mounted on a flat platform with two aluminum pontoons and an outboard motor nested in the center of the stern. A two-station mechanical steering system was linked to the motor. Simple, but effective. Easily handled by one person. A small command bridge and an inboard wheelhouse on the main deck for poor weather made it suitable for my purposes. I was interested in doing a bit of exploration around the popular lake, and since it was pre-season I could possibly get a decent rate. The six boats tied to the dock indicated they weren’t overwhelmed with customers.
‘Hi … can I help you?’ It was a woman’s voice. A young woman. I pushed myself back from my scan of the boat’s interior and turned to the source of the question.
‘Hi … just looking. Thinking of renting one,’ I explained, squinting into the bright sun reflecting off the glassy lake.
I looked the woman over as my eyes began to adjust. She was attractive, possibly mid-twenties, dressed in a black tank top and black shorts with black sneakers. Her left shoulder sported a large, multicolored tattoo of indeterminate design. It was partly masked by her developing tan. It was still early in June.
She appeared to be of average height and build, but her hips and ass however, were something else. They looked very mature, very round, and very lush.
‘You work here?’
‘Yeah … for now,’ she answered economically.
‘OK then … tell me about that one,’ I said, pointing at the second boat at the dock.
‘Yeah, you can rent that. How long?’
‘I dunno … maybe a few days,’ I said, realizing I hadn’t given much thought to what I wanted to do.
‘Six fifty for four days, eight ninety-five for seven. Gas is extra.’ She didn’t use a lot of unnecessary words.
‘OK … let’s talk,’ I said, moving toward her.
She stood her ground, surveying me. ‘Ever been on one of these before?’
‘Nope. But I do have some boat experience. Sail and power.’
‘OK, these are easy enough. Let’s go in the office and wait for Chuck,’ she said, turning to lead me back to the front of the building.
‘How many people?’ she asked.
‘Just me.’
She turned and looked at me with a large question mark as an expression. ‘No shit?’
‘No shit, just me,’ I grinned.
‘You’re not runnin’ grass or anything stupid like that are you?’ She was frowning and the question was serious.
‘Nope. No funny business. Just getting away from things for a few days. Actually, for a few months,’ I said with a nod.
We stopped as she unlocked the door to the office and led me in. She walked behind the counter and pulled out large pad. It looked like a contract form. She lifted a credit card machine from below and plunked it down on the counter. All the while she had gone back to inspecting me. She was clearly suspicious. I guessed single rentals weren’t that common.
‘So … what are you running from?’ she asked out of the blue.
I was a bit startled. She was bold, and yet there was no hint of smart-ass. She was being careful with her curiosity. She genuinely did want to know, I thought.
‘A bad marriage,’ I finally admitted.
‘Oh, uhhhh … sorry I asked,’ she looked away.
‘No problem.’
‘How long?’ she asked after a long silence, looking me right in the eyes.
‘Ten years.’
‘Oh … that sucks. That’s a pain.’ She was sincere. She was unhappy that she had probed and touched a sore point.
‘Now and then,’ I confessed. I sat down in the only available chair and waited for the arrival of Chuck, whoever he might be. I decided two could play at this quiz.
‘Where are you from?’
‘Somewhere else,’ she said after a brief pause.
‘What are you running from?’ I pressed.
She looked at me, deciding whether or not to answer my question. At some point,
she made up her mind.
‘A collection of assholes,’ she said with a straight face.
‘The world’s full of them.’
‘Yeah. My old man being the president of the club.’
‘You’re from the east, aren’t you?’ It wasn’t actually a question. Her slight accent was the giveaway.
‘Not any more. Nothin’ there for me and I hate winter,’ she said succinctly.
‘Can’t blame you.’
The door swung open and a fifty-something man with a full beard entered, nodding to me and smiling at the girl.
‘This fella wants to rent 224, Chuck.’
‘OK … you got some I.D., mister?’ he asked, turning to me.
I pulled out my wallet and showed him my drivers license. He nodded.
‘How long, Mr. Stephenson?’ he asked.
‘Four days … to start with. Maybe seven if it’s interesting,’ I said.
‘OK … we can do that. The season doesn’t start for another two weeks, so you get the early rate. Did Pattie tell you about that?’
‘Yes. Six-fifty for four days and eight ninety-five for seven, plus gas,’ I parroted.
‘Yep. Credit card?’
I handed him my Visa and he ran it through. Within fifteen minutes I was back on the dock with Chuck and the girl and he was going over the controls as well as the mechanics of the kitchen, toilet, shower and bunks. It was all pretty straightforward, so I just needed to know where the anchor was stowed, the gas and water tanks located, and I would be set.
‘Somewhere I can leave my car?’ I asked.
‘In back here,’ he answered. ‘No one will bother it.’
I spent the next few minutes collecting the keys for the cabin doors, the ignition and moving my stuff from the Outback to the houseboat.
‘Where you plannin’ on goin’?’ Chuck asked.
‘I’ll just cruise the lakeshore and see what’s what. Drop anchor when and where I like and chill out,’ I volunteered.
He nodded. I didn’t need to explain anything more.
‘You know where the grocery store is? I need some stuff,’ I said, looking at them both.
‘Askew’s is up the road a quarter-mile,’ Pattie volunteered, pointing.
‘Great. I’ll take her out for a shakedown and then come back for supplies.’
An hour later I was satisfied the boat was in good condition and the controls were serviceable. I had checked the lighting system, the fuel and water supply and the little propane fridge and stove for operation. Everything looked OK. The Yamaha outboard started on the first turn and the steering, throttle and transmission were free and positive. I was satisfied.
I locked up after Pattie helped me dock and I drove to the local grocery store. It wasn’t big, but it had what I needed. I had made a survey of the houseboat supplies and knew what was on board and what wasn’t. I made a list on my shakedown cruise and was in and out of Askew’s in short order.
In less than an hour, I had purchased my supplies and stowed them aboard the boat. I was ready to go.
‘Do cell phones work on this lake?’ I asked Pattie.
‘Yah … at least to Salmon Arm,’ she said pointing west. ‘Not so much up north, though.’
‘OK … thanks. I’ll see you in a few days, I guess,’ I said.
‘Hope so. Don’t do anything foolish,’ she grinned.
She cast off the lines and I carefully backed out of the docking area and onto the lake. I waved to the young woman and turned the wheel full starboard and moved off into the lake. I didn’t have a specific destination, but there were so many little towns dotted along the various shores of the two big arms of Shuswap Lake that I didn’t worry about it. The boat featured a good marine chart of the area and it would guide me into safe anchorages.
I decided on heading west into Salmon Arm to begin with. There were plenty of locations to visit and plenty of mooring opportunities so I wouldn’t have to worry about places to stop and relax. I tuned in a local FM station in Salmon Arm and motored quietly up the south side of the lake. The scenery was spectacular, but I must have been jaded by my time in the Rockies. As beautiful as it was, I was becoming accustomed to it.
The sun wouldn’t set until well after nine, but fatigue was beginning to overtake me and I decided that an hour of running would be enough. I began to look for a bay or cove to anchor overnight. It didn’t take long and after rehearsing my anchor set-and-retrieval procedure from earlier boating experience, I found a likely spot and dropped the hook.
It was quiet. No wind and an almost cloudless sky. A good start I thought. I walked through the cabin and took the cover off the propane barbeque situated on the stern deck. Something easy … steak, baked potato, salad and some red wine.
As I finished the meal, I began to appreciate how tired I was. There was still daylight at almost ten in the evening, but I was beginning to fade fast. The wine had no doubt hastened that along. I stripped off most of my clothes, pulled on a t-shirt and crawled into the main bunk. In seconds, I was asleep.
For the first time in weeks, I had a single dream. The characters were all familiar. My old boss, Brian, my ex-wife Jocelyn, my father and mother, Constance, the mature temptress who had initiated my rehabilitation, and Beth Jorgenson, Brian’s personal assistant … my most recent lover. It was Beth who seemed to be the focal point of the dream. I couldn’t make out what was going on, but they were all yelling at me. Encouraging me to do something … but what? Beth was their leader, but for what?
I awoke in the middle of the pitch-black night and carefully shuffled to the small bathroom toilet. I emptied my bladder cautiously without turning on the light, and then made my way back to the bunk, only lightly stubbing my toe on a kick-board. I lay on my back, trying to understand what the dream was about. I looked at my sport watch, pushing the light bar. Three fifteen. The sky would begin to lighten in less than two hours. Fuck! I needed the rest. I rolled over and eventually fell into a restless sleep.
I seldom remember my dreams. They are usually vivid, but confused, and I can’t very often remember the details. Normally, the dreams were multiple and my limited awareness of them the next morning was a jumble, mostly a mish-mash of all of them without any continuity or reason. When I awoke that morning, I could remember the first dream. I remembered all the people in it and I remembered Beth most of all. Freud would have had fun with this.
I dragged myself out of bed and headed for the shower. I had thought of a quick swim in the lake, but one test of the water temperature with my hand told me my heart wasn’t strong enough to withstand the shock of the cold water. I opted for the tiny shower enclosure instead.
By nine o’clock, I had pretty much recovered from my restless night, and fortified with a couple of cups of coffee I was ready to resume my cruise. I toasted a bagel and gulped down a glass of orange juice, topping the whole thing off with a banana. I was fairly certain I would make it until noon.
Sometime after ten-thirty, I spotted a semi-submerged log just ahead and made a quick turn to starboard to avoid it. As I spun the wheel, I heard a bang and suddenly the steering was frozen. Try as I might, I could only move the wheel an inch or two. I killed the engine. I was a couple hundred yards from shore, so I wasn’t in any immediate danger, but I needed to find out what the problem was pronto.
I walked back to the engine bay and checked the cable connections to the yoke on the motor. Nothing looked out of place, but there was no moving the cables and the engine was cocked at a thirty degree angle. The only place I was going was around in circles unless I could free up the steering.
I reckoned the cables were either underneath the floor or along the side of the platform. I began to look for access panels. I started in the front at the wheelhouse, intending to work backward to the motor systematically. I didn
‘t need to. I found a hatch beneath the pilot’s chair on the lower deck and opened it. I used my flashlight to survey what I could see and it only took a couple of minutes to determine the problem.
A die-cast pulley had broken and the cable it guided had slipped down to the inside of the mounting bracket, pinching itself between the hub of the broken pulley and the bracket. Naturally, the pulley was just out of my reach, but at least I knew where the problem was. I withdrew from the hatch and stood up, cursing loudly for anyone to hear.
I gave it some thought and then began a search of the boat to see what I could use as a tool to free up the cable and get the steering centered. As I walked around the upper deck, I noticed a long boat-hook clipped to the roof, and having a close look at it, I noticed it was a two-piece construction. Two screws held the aluminum shaft together and I set about looking for a Phillips-head screwdriver. No such luck!
I searched the kitchen utensils and found a stout knife that might just be strong enough to move the screws if they weren’t corroded into place. I didn’t hold out much hope, but I had to try.
Some days, the gods are with you, some days they aren’t. Today was a good day. I carefully inserted the knife into the screw head, and holding the shaft steady, I began to apply counterclockwise pressure on the screw. Wonder of wonders, it moved. Fifteen sweaty minutes later the two screws were out. I separated the eight-foot boat-hook and at last had a useable length of bar that I could fit into the small hatchway.
I had no way to reduce the tension on the cables, which made my task that much more difficult. It took a half-hour to pry the cable loose from its trapped position and snap it over the broken pulley. I was soaked in sweat and in a foul mood. This wasn’t the cruise I had in mind.
I pulled myself out of the hatch and immediately went to the little fridge for a beer. Wiping my face and neck with a towel, I took a time-out to regain my composure and decide what came next. By the time I’d inhaled the beer, I was thinking a little more clearly. I walked back to the motor. This time, I was able to center it, but testing the steering in the wheelhouse, I had very little control over the direction the motor would be aimed.
I was at least three or four hours from the Sicamous dock I had started from yesterday and it was nearing noon. I had to get myself back there somehow, so I took the only option I could think of. I would steer the motor by using the yoke. I wouldn’t have a lot of left-right slack, but at least I could keep it straight, and by disconnecting the linkages to the shifter and power, I could control forward, reverse, neutral and throttle.
I flipped open my cell phone and dialed the number on the dashboard noted under ‘In Case of Emergency.’ Someone actually answered and it was Pattie.
‘Pattie, it’s me, Lee Stephenson,’ I announced.
‘Oh. Hi Lee. How’s the cruise?’ she asked cheerily.
‘Not so hot,’ I said with a snarl.
‘What’s the problem?’ She sounded worried.
‘I have a steering problem and I’m going to have to bring the boat back using my hands on the motor. There’s a broken pulley and I’m going to need help docking when I get back.’ I was beginning to lighten up. Pattie wasn’t the cause of this problem.
‘Yeah, sure, I can do that. I’ll get Chuck and you can tell him what the problem is. When do you figure you’ll be back?’ she asked, still sounding concerned.
‘I dunno … maybe four or five o’clock. I’ll call on the cell when I get close.’
‘OK … I’ll be here. If you run into trouble, call me. I’ll bring a boat out to get you,’ she said.
‘Thanks, Pattie. I think I’ll be OK, but I’ll call and let you know if anything else goes haywire.’
I quickly explained what had happened to Chuck and then got ready to move. I turned up the FM radio station to provide some music and entertainment while I began the long slow trip back to Sicamous. This was not what I had in mind for the next four days. I was pissed and I didn’t mind sharing my bad mood.
I got back to Sicamous just after four. I was tired and my shoulders were aching from keeping the houseboat on a reasonably straight course. The big problem was visibility. I had to keep standing up to make sure I was on the heading I wanted and then twisting to watch my wake to see that it was straight as well. When I could at last see the dock, I was beat — grateful that this little adventure would be over with in a few minutes.
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Hi Desi Fan from reading the story in DF I also share my real experience with this DF Fan. I am 37 year old graphic designer, and my hobby is internet chatting and cyber sex. I am also giving the graphic designing and internet surfing training at home as a home tutor. I have one lady student; I am giving her home tuition during the afternoon time on Sunday and evening time on all the week days. Her name is Deepmala (name changed-b’coz of secrecy), her age is around 32 to 35 having two children,...
Laying on my living room floor, I had just spent the last fifteen minutes licking my step-daughter Karissa's best friend from head to toe. Sharise was the first black girl that I had ever done anything with remotely sexual. It didn't help that my hormones were going crazy, my dick bulging in my shorts, and the fact that Sharise had an amazingly sexy body for a girl her age.I could not believe first of all, that my step-daughter sat on the couch and watched the whole encounter. Second, I could...
TabooWhen Nick had left, both Becca and Steven having seen him off at the front door, Becca clung to Steven, her head pressed against his chest, and let go. It seemed as if ten years of misery and unhappiness flowed out of her. Her body was wracked with sobs interspersed with agonised howls. She held him in a vicelike grip. Steven picked her up and carried her back to the sofa where he sat with her on his knee and held her. "That's it, little one," he whispered. "Let it go. Don't hold back....
INTRO: If the intro looses you, sorry. This is a back story to put the times in context. In the days of analogue technology (i.e., records, cassettes, 8 Tracks), it was possible to eke out a living as a musician. People with a few hundred dollars could make a record, have a few hundred printed, placed in the trunk of a car and go on "Tour." Selling records as one went along. This was all in hopes of some large producer or radio station would notice the artist and the gravy train would...
Chase woke around 7am, Elizabeth wrapped in his arms, her back to him. His dick was hard and nestled between her warm thighs. He could feel her wet heat on his cock. It would be so easy to slide into her and make love to her, but he needed to wait. Only a few more hours and she would be his wife and then he could make love to her whenever he wanted. For now, he used every fiber of resolve he had to just hold her. His arm was heavy under her weight and he tried to shift it without waking her....
Going into hiding is hard Going into hidingPart 1By Tcheser Salvatore Giuseppe hated to do it but there was no other way. His life as a mobster had to come to an end. He had done too many bad things and the police had finally caught him. He knew he wasn?t blameless, but it was the result of his upbringing that had really laid the foundation for his criminal endeavors. Had he not been born the son of a gangster he would have most likely never been more then a corrupt accountant or a...
I tugged at my wicked weasel micro bikini bottoms that Terry, my partner, had bought especially for this holiday as I sat on the hotel sunbed on the Spanish beach. The tiny thin bit of material ridding deep up into my arse crack, splitting my large fat pussy lips apart.It was annoying the shit out of me. I can't believe I let Terry sweet-talk me into wearing the ridiculous, tiny swimsuits to the beach today. He had worked his charm on me, telling me how hot I looked and that I should live a...
Exhibitionism'Are you ready to be a good slave' blared through Stephanie's head like an air horn, making her jump in her bonds. Stephanie hadn't heard the stranger come down the stairs, but she also admitted to herself that her thoughts were on other things such as what her captor would do to her when he finally returned. Now she would find out. Stephanie nodded her head as much as she could. The wrapping the sealed her gagged lips also welded her head to the rope that suspended her. She was tired,...
Welcome to my story about a boy and two cheerleaders he meets and may (or may not) get lucky with that don't live in a world where all of our normal standards don't necessarily apply. Alternate universes and such. Please enjoy my story and drop a like if you enjoy it or even send a message with recommendations or things you enjoyed. The likes and views help convince me I am doing okay and I should continue the story. I would love to hear from you if you want to comment or message. If something...
TeenI didn't know what Jackie was up to, but what the hell; I was going to go along. I was excited, but not to the point I needed relief. Jackie and I had fooled around that morning and I had come several times the night before. Having Mo in bed with us was a trip, something I would definitely want to do again. The things my aunt had told me were still clear in my mind and made more sense that ever. It was like I could feel my love for Jackie growing by the minute. My aunt's explanation of the...
Early summer, I clot from everyday life and I realized that is Saturday morning that I have no obligations.Oops I'm thinking, I will go to the sea. I make a couple of phone calls to some girlfriends, but naught.Checking forecast, fickle weather.Fuck the weather I say, I am loading the necessaries for a nudist beach with free camping and I depart.Noon'm there. Loaded tents, mattresses, food, etc., descend the cliff of about 150 meters to get to the shore and ... there I am.On another planet, the...
Hi, all horny readers. Here I am with my first ever story to ISS and indeed was a real experience of mine that I would remember for the rest of my life. I’m a fair sex story teller but still, want to share my experience.Catch me on Myself I’m Vinay 25, 5’10 ht, 70kg weight, working in an MNC. I am athletic and wit a tool of about 6 inch which is very fit as is my body. Coming to the sex story, This is a complex sex story of how a homo experience led me to fuck the guy’s wife and I still thank...
Gay MaleHarry awoke with a gasp, his body ached but he was surprised to find he was on silk sheets, which wouldn't have surprised him half as much, if he wasn't expecting not to wake up at all. Voldemort cast the killing curse at him, it should have destroyed both himself and the horcrux living within him. Perhaps this is the afterlife he thought to himself, if it was it was a drab one at that. Dark curtains partially covered a large dusty window which let in a trickle of light for Harry to see...
My wife Fiona and I drove around aimlessly for what felt like hours, trying to decide on a place to stop and eat. It felt like there was nothing to choose from in our careless opinionated rants about not wanting burgers or pancakes (all that was available at this midnight hour.) After a few more rounds across town, she slid her hand onto my knee and said, "let's just see what we have at home." I glanced at her while grinning and received a similar expression except much more intense. She was...
EroticI got up earlier that normal and finished my daily chores by nine o'clock. I packed a lunch for two, brought plenty of bottled water and a tube of sunscreen just in case the sun became unbearable. Morgan decided that she wanted to ride horses today, so we went out on the same trail that Olivia and I had ridden two days ago. Morgan was a very accomplished rider and we moved up the trail at a quicker pace than even I normally ride it. And, like her sister before her, she let the saddle horn...
"Good morning," I smiled to him. He fondled my cock a little bit before streching his muscly body and responding. "Morning, stud," he said with sleep in his voice and a huge grin on his face. I got up from the couch in nothing but my boxers, boner, and fuzzy green socks and streched. Ray playfully kicked me in the ass and I walked to the kitchen while he drifted in and out of sleep. When I got in there, I saw a note on the table from my brother. It read "Jogged to the gym, try to...
Breathlessly Olivia and I collapse together. I am still twitching deep inside her as we lay together catching our breath. I feel her warm breath on my neck which turns to soft butterfly kisses. her kisses become stronger, more urgent and I realize she is nowhere near finished yet as her teeth now graze over the skin of my neck and shoulder. I feel myself stirring deep inside her again, growing within her as her hips begin to twist just a bit. She grabs onto me and twists herself over...
Juggling a multitude of women is harder than people tell you. It wasn't the physical part. I'd kept changing, but I wasn't going to visit a doctor and create documented proof of the differences though. My chest was broader; my abs packed sixes; my arms and thighs were bigger. The scariest part was the height! I had grown at least three inches taller. I could accept the rest since I was eating much better and getting a lot of 'exercise', but the height thing ... not even close to fucking...
‘You gave him my address?’ Gemma gave Melissa an incredulous look. ‘Are you mad? What’s wrong with giving him your address?’ ‘Everything,’ Melissa wailed. ‘I don’t want him to know where I really live.’ ‘Why not? Okay, it’s small—’ ‘It’s tiny. It doesn’t even deserve to call itself a studio flat.’ ‘Yes, but it’s all yours.’ Her best friend smiled. ‘At least you’ve can say you own something. This place is beautiful,’ she waved an arm around the luxurious flat ‘but it’s rented. It’ll never...
After the fiasco at the restaurant, things calmed down a bit. I stayed at home with the girls but now Mel ignored me almost completely. We weren't naked all the time anymore and Allison had found a job. Now it was only Melisa, jobless and uneducated, who lounged around the house in her underwear while we supported her. Allison and I went out every once and a while, not telling the third party. Even though I could feel our relationship breaking apart, we all got closer in other ways. The sex we...
NovelsMy first time was totally unplanned, and I didn’t even know the guy before we met that night. I had dropped my mom off at the airport, and while we were waiting before she went through security, I noticed a sailor wearing dress blues who had just come through the security gate and was on his way to pick up his bags. We made eye contact and he smiled at me, a big grin that made me melt inside. After saying good bye to my mom, I turned to walk away when he came up to me and started a...
I had spent the night with Debbie and Tony, as usual we had a fantastic night. I stayed the night as I usually did. I woke up at 8am. It was a Sunday morning and Debs and Tony were already up and in the kitchen."Morning Steve, sleep well" asked Debbie."Very well thanks Debs, you always wear me out"...I replied.I was so comfortable now with this fantastic couple, they were so accommodating and nothing was too much trouble, either in the bedroom or as friends.I always had a bi side, ever since I...
Forced To Dress Up By Kim Babe Here is the ultimate story about forced dressing. It's a true story about what happened to me in the mid 70's. Because I didn't have access to any girl's clothes at home, I started sneaking (breaking) into my neighbor's homes and trying on their stuff. I know it's wrong now, but back then I... well, we all have regrets I suppose. Getting back to my story, I would enter the house when the family was gone and have a grand time fulfilling my...
I at 6 years of age really liked this older student. he was tall , of course me then short, maybe standing came up to his knees he would say ("you're the right height I can be standing and you blowing me no one will see you") he had the red hair like Viking's, handsome.. myself of latin origin seen mostly dark black hair. his body muscular like that of an athlete an a huge jaw cracking cock flaccid it hung & swung like a fire hose to mid thighs, head unless excited hid deep in a thick...
Main jab 22 saal ki thi meri sadi hui aur 6 mahine baad hi vidhwa ho gayee. Aur 4 saal tak ghar baith ke logon ka tiraskar aur taane se bahut hi dukhi thi. Kuch logon ki buri nazar bhi thi. Pita ji bhi mere is dukh ke karan chinta mein khaat pakad chuke the. 4 saal baad yani ki 26 ki hui. Tab ek dhani pariwar se Avinash ka rista aaya mere liye. Woh talak suda tha aur mere se 2 saal chotta tha. Unko gharelu aur sidhi aur sundar ladki hi chahiye thi. Sasur ji ne dekhte hi haami bhar di. Agle din...
Hello friends. Roopal again. Aap sab ke mails mile. Thank you so much for liking my desi hot sex story. Sorry main sab ko respond nahi kar payi. Bohot mails aaye thy. Padh kar maza aaya ki kaise sab chodna chahty hai muje. Thank u so much. Ab aati hu mai apni story pe. Aseem aur mai rest le rahe thy dusre round k liye taiyaar hone. Utne mai muje zoro se bhook lane lagi. Maine ussy kaha muje bohot bhook lagi hai. Sex k baad aksar bhook lagti hai. Bina khaye kuch kar nahi paungi. Aseem ne kaha...
Hey guys, Anil here appreciate you’re comments for my previous life experience which i shared with you guys. This one is diff and older because this encounter changed my life totally,i am Anil working in Bangalore and this encounter was 1.5 years back with my neighborhood aunt who changed the world of sex because usually i used to have sex with my girlfriend but now i had sex with this aunt. Shes amazing educated and hot but sometimes irritating with nice figure.. So once i was speaking to this...
"I'm home!" Arthur shouted as the door closed behind him. The house was mostly dark, but he could hear music coming from the kitchen. "Honey?" He flipped through the mail by the door as he deposited his keys and wallet in a small bowl by the coat rack. He made his way down the hall and into the kitchen. His wife stood behind the island with her arms folded. "There you are? What...what's up?" Her lips were pursed and her back was stiff."Did you forget something, Arthur?" she asked, enunciating...
All sex acts need full permission from all parties. Please don't do any of this on unwilling partners. DO NOT do this to someone you don't know. This story has been with prior agreement from all. Wife becomes a slut to please husband. I walked into the bar; this was the seventh, bar I walked into in the last few weeks looking for just the right place. I was very disappointed the bar was rowdy with a lot of people but not the kind of place I was looking for. One quick drink...
The rest of the way home I kept thinking about that one question that Alicia had asked me. Are you gay? I had never thought about that, or let myself think about that. I had truly believed that I would be alone the rest of my life since I thought that I was a guy, even if my body wasn't. I had fully never intended to let anyone get close enough to me, figure it was better to be alone than rejected. I was still deep in thought about that question when I walked in the house and found Mom...
well here was me and mum chatting one evening when she told me that she knew that i spied on her while she was undressing or in the bath,that was why she started giving me discreet flashes of her whilst sitting on her chair,seeing what effect it would have on me,admiting that dad and her hadnt had sex for years,well i did tell her that i found it a real turn on but was afraid to do anything which was the same for her,but now that we have explored each others bodys and we chat openly to each...